Those Two Men
Closer than you can imagine,but unable to touch,
How can hate reside,when I fear I may love them too much?
I plead for you to hear,but deaf ears may be the loudest I'd bear.
No love for me? Which way did it went?
Thieves of my heart & soul,those two men.
They possess greatness. They possess torture.
For is their love in my heart,their mistake.
The power to mold my mood w/a look,a word,or an empty possibility,
For is those two men, I've loved since infinity.
My very existence is a reminder of what was,is,but could never again be,
For those two men,I'd die to free.
Copyright © Priscilla Calderon