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Forbidden Love
Tis a forbidden thing.
Come now
Ye know of which I speak.
To touch.
To love.
To caress.
Oh but tis spoken for.
Behold thy slow death awaits.
To long for that which tis spoken for.
Thou shalt surely die without thin desire.
Twill devour thy soul.
As it hath taken thin heart.
Tis truly A forbidden thing.
© A.R.Kicinski
Come now
Ye know of which I speak.
To touch.
To love.
To caress.
Oh but tis spoken for.
Behold thy slow death awaits.
To long for that which tis spoken for.
Thou shalt surely die without thin desire.
Twill devour thy soul.
As it hath taken thin heart.
Tis truly A forbidden thing.
© A.R.Kicinski
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