Stalker Of Love
A Stalker of love following me,
Creeping through the shadows at the end of the night,
With no idea of what he wants to be,
Following my love and affection without a fight,
It's deeper then riches, it's deeper then fame,
I'm deeper to him than his boys in the game,
I'm like a drug without a name,
The heart that beats in his body, feeling untamed,
I clutch his soul for corrupt he won't go,
The stalker takes my love and spreads it around,
It's the deepest love he'll ever know,
A sprinkle of love her is what he's found,
As long as it's my heart he follows,
And all my love he seeks to swallow.

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Tight Work...thanks for share
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