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Apr. 23rd, 2011 02:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Imagine love to be the war,
And I would be the manticore
With thirsty stares and ringing shrieks,
And you shall play that one.
Come now, sweet love, and take a bite;
Rest assured, the apple's right.
It's you I seek to keep
But from my fingertips you bleed,
And you cannot be won.
And I would be the manticore
With thirsty stares and ringing shrieks,
And you shall play that one.
Come now, sweet love, and take a bite;
Rest assured, the apple's right.
It's you I seek to keep
But from my fingertips you bleed,
And you cannot be won.