My Lover

Guile
but then again
good style
to master pain

Incense
me down the line
it makes sense
I'm a gullible one

THE KIING WITHOUT HIS CLOTHES
I'M GIDDY IN AN HOUR
BUT THAT'S THE WAY IT GOES
SHE IS MY LOVER

Gusto
from a gust of wind
non e giusto
the row begins

With gruffness
I call your name
it's madness
to live in pain

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