10 April 2008
what strikes me about fidelity is it's vacancy between you and me
can I forget your two timing efforts and be oblivious that you've not yet left
him for me or I for him do you realise the fucking sin you're committing
let alone your temptation and desire to reignite your passion and fire for him
make it a time to repent and stop being a liar and show me you can try
for all depends on your honesty don't be turned into Lot's wife please
make an aim true and steady and ready yourself to seize me and cease your wicked ways.
Monday, May 5, 2008
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