The Battle
I do not love you
I have said so
Reading my love letter
You misread it
You forget that I am So... you regret it
Ones meaning defined by anothers presence
seconded to an angelic beauty designed in heaven
Fighting to calm
Quench
The hell forged brimstone slush my heart pumps well
Silence is tin
When your missed song lips too far to hear sing
my angelic wings
I do not love you
You do take me far from sin
That is why i love you
My soul chants as my imagination
I do not love you
I love your image
Words of infatuation
I used to say your creation was heaven sent
a revelation
And now love keeps pacing
To is yes, fro is no
Up n down it seems to go
Rush to my heart
Listen to my soul
Kirk Jones
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