The more I long to be with you
The more she tries to get in the way,
The more I try to think about you,
The more she tries to make me stray
The less quality time I spend with you
The less she appears to call
The less that I commit myself to you
The less I can resist, so I fall
You loved me before I even knew your name
Even though I chose her 1st you loved me the same
You patiently waited for me to come to you
To see through her lies and recognize your truth
Her “love” is really hate
Her joy is my pain,
But something within me
Loves to hear her say my name
I’ve lost too much already
Chose to lose…Will I Win?
You love me and give me life,
But I keep running back to her….She goes by the name…Sin
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
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