Back Stabber
Rage of biblical proportion
I think like God
when I think of the notion
Love as deep as an ocean
you can mess with my head
but don't mess with my emotions
Poisoned and there is no antidote
My forgiveness is an anvil
trying hard not to float
Drowning with the weight of disaster
Love turn to hate I can't think of nothing faster
Beauty, that's what you were to me
the biggest part of this curse
is what I have to leave
Insecurity is not my mistake
Trust was so fragile so easy to break
Impurity for love or just a date
To live with jealousy is to live with hate
Copyright © John Loving Iii | Year Posted 2012
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