There's nothing u need from a woman like me
Unphazed by your actions as I'm your devotee
Pushed aside by thoughts when lust invades space
A nonfactor compared to "she" when in heat I'm replaced
Battle of statuses collide which send me awry
But fear not says my horoscope..give love a last try
She does what she deems right cutting my heart like a serrated knife
But hold on says my horoscope she's your best choice of a wife
My worth depletes constantly with every deep stroke
But with my blind love tatted on my finger now...all I can do is hope.
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