Cripple Love
Show me love and I cripple,
Love me, and I fall,
Not for you, but for loving,
Tell me anything but that you want me,
Telling that, you make me want you,
You made me cripple,
I'm dead.
I was a complete piece, till your incompleteness staggered me,
At the back and now I'm withered,
I died everytime from inside,
I crave for freedom beside,
It is not love, it's paper,
And it had made me cripple...
Over and over again,
This time badly, I'm so dead, sadly...
I'm lost, don't tell me it's love.
I have had enough!
2018-05-21 04:28:48
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