No Love for the Damn
The condemned deserve less love.
No such Eleanor
Or the cure for the damn
Stray and kill as before
Before the king, as a man.
Give in and Forget,
No women, no men.
No such thing as love
No love for the damn.
As monsters, as night
Fall every sunrise
As a kiss of the midnight
And a bless of the sun.
Won,
Oh so as the sun
No, not the son
Of a god or a king
He won,
Because as Eleanor,
As Juliet, as a queen
You fall forever more
For a damn creature
For someone not as before
For a monster,
That's for sure.
No love for the damn, no love for tho
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Miguel Ricardo
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