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Thieves in the Temple of Love
How can I live with no love, no heart, no Bree
It’s been 12 hours and 23 days since they stole my Love away.
Her heart skips a beat when we touch, more precious than a timeless work of art. Once our love revealed; they conspire to keep and tear us apart.
The Preacher man says: ”Whites and Blacks be together but only love your kind. Live a life that’s righteous, believe in God, blessings you shall see.”
How the hell am I to exist in a world: No Love, No Heart, No Bree.
Thieves from your Ivory Temple steal away my innocence.
Taking my love to a convent of zealots, a world away. Reprograming thoughts of me, he doesn’t love you, conditioning her to stay.
My Bree’s words I require to be whole. Please understand the healing power they possess!! Three little words she delivers with a caring heart felt address.
They heal a thousand of my invisible cuts which require daily care.
I LOVE YOU I Love You i love you… never again hear her say. Temple Thieves celebrate now, for you to shall have your Judgement Day.
Your hate strengthens a Heartless, SoulLess, LifeLess shell. Terrible human qualities, sending me on a fast track to my own private hell.
