why?why do you
love me?
what have i done to
deserve you lately?
if the poorest ones could
feel this energy
they need nit fear the
cursed son nor the
devils night
there i lay with warmth
watching over me
the favoured son on whom
fortune smiled upon
why?why do you
want me?
with a past like mine iŽd
rather love and lose than
falt in line
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