Poems from the 'Combs

Monday, May 22, 2006

Oh my waspy queen,
you torment my soul

flowers are nothing
you are my love

a longing never known
a child we will never see

I love you WASP
but the other will kill me

Love is true,
but love must die
I sting a child
so I won-t live a lie

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