My Love

My love is too intense for any 

Mortal soul.

I need someone old,

Someone ancient,

Someone knowledgeable,

To understand the love I possess.

My love digs deep into the soul,

Deep into the crust,

Into the core.

My love burns and scorches,

My love is not for the weak.

My love will bury you alive 

And torture you 

Until you give in,

My love will eat you alive 

And haunt you until you’re fully mine.

It is not for the weak

So be aware of what you have signed up for.

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