How dare you to manage my own desire!
How dare you to tell me love’s only a fire!
That burns up all innocent traits!
That engulfs and inflames lost souls at the gate!
My love is not quite as dark as you say
And it is my own heart that I must obey
You carry a torch so to burn me at stake
But I’m not the wicked witch, that part I’ll not fake
For you to throw water right at me
What’s a matter? Not melting? I guess I’m not she
So now you will try a wood stake for my heart?
Again, I don’t die nor am I ripped apart
You see there’s a reason why we are all here
So go ahead, lop off my locks with your shears!
‘Cuz I do not care for these games behind my back
My faith is real strong, but I think yours does lack!
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