PAGAN POETRY
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On the surface simplicity Swirling black lilies totally ripe But the darkest pit in me It's pagan poetry Swirling black lilies totally ripe Pagan poetry Swirling black lilies totally ripe .... I love him, I love him I love him, I love him I love him, I love him She loves him, she loves him This time She loves him, she loves him I'm gonna keep it to myself She loves him, she loves him She loves him, she loves him This time I'm gonna keep me all to myself She loves him, she loves him And he makes me want to hand myself over She loves him, she loves him And he makes me want to hand myself over |