ImpytheBiscuit

How Many PeopleHow many people must suffer For me to get a lover? My heart is nothing but a heaping pile But my emotions are not vileHow many people must I hate For her to be my mate? My friends warn me that she is a tease But her actions make me at easeHow many people must flee For my happiness to be of need? You said, "I am the only one" With that, I had none.How many people must leave Before I find myself completely Utterly Alone?This is a sin that I cannot atoneMy heart, my passions Drove away my only companions