I Will...
"I will..." you said in innocence
with
eyes of love-struck blue;
"I will..." I said, concealing
all
my real self from you.
For I will let you dream the dream
then
knife it in the eyes;
I will seize your pristine love
and
choke it 'till it dies.
I will make your world a Hell
beneath
the darkest skies;
I will taint all you hold dear
with
anger, pain and lies.
I will trample on your faith
until
its bones are dust;
I will proffer tenderness
yet
visit primal lust.
I will show the moon and stars
but
deliver only rust;
I will drag your feelings in the dirt
and
kick to death your trust.
What motive makes me do these things
for
I am but a man?
I do these things instinctively,
I
do them for I can...
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