SOPHOCLES : Idris Momodu

paraprosexia

Paraprosexia Like a thorn in the side Always present Yippee, what can I do Way too much Intoxicated by you Till dusk or dawn Here with me My constant distraction Enigma, the one I love

I see you in every reflection I will become your flute And only your lips can blow me You're my only destination Your heart and mine interfuse I know right, lovey dovey Smile, epitome of perfection Any rumors of distrust, refute Possessive, I belong to thee

No love

I found it, I brought it closer... I saw her, And I sold my soul to the devil to get her... Now I have no soul... Or emotions.. To love her

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