Last breath

Lost innocence is a crime
my love is your devine
lust and passion aroused
this thing was forever housed

passion so strong
its been lifelong
not a care here nor there
for the world is unaware

love me like you shall the devil
love this thing for it may rebel
against your soul you may not keep
for your heart is that of a sheep

running from everything
holding on by this string
for this story has ended
you have been far over extended

loving me would be your certian death
losing everything up to your last breath