When your love
Is like hellfire
You'll show it to me
With your wrath
To destroy the child
In me..
So young in my shoes..
But it doesn't matter
Your love will make me
Your precious victim
You squeeze white milk
Through my neck..
Sunday is when the young die
Sunday in the highest of steeples
Sunday is when the young die
As the victim of love..
Please come closer to me
Saturday
Even as I'd be wiser to listen
To his voice on Monday
I can stand up because
I'm a victim of love..
Love as a Weapon (by Seung Kim)
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