Chat

The drugs they forced me on are stigmatic
Certain opportunities gone makes them ecstatic
Never wanting me any power
They want me to be a slave to a tower
Because of the good work that I do
And because I love you
Every day that goes by for me
Is a thousand years I journey
Make me wait a few days for your love
And I learn patience the second day from above
But it goes much deeper than that
Where hearts become one I need to chat

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