Verse number 3
08-09-2007 15:50
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My Goddess
She is a goddess
Fair-haired and bright
So perfect and flawless
She shines diamond white.
My sweetest surrender
To change my beliefs
She makes everything tender
Even falling from kliffs
Her glory inside of me
It makes me go mad
Her image inside of me
Makes days not so sad.
I'm faithful and loving
For me she's like drug
This faith makes me think
That i'm just a slug.
But deep in my mind
I think I should quit
I'm not of that kind
And i'm sick of it.
I'm praying, I'm singing,
I make sacrifice
And she keeps on kidding
Me, rolling like dice.
Now stop that, i need it no more.
You spent all my credit,
Not goddess, but whore.
I'm glad that i get it.
My faith died in my mind
My heart is all in mould.
Why, why were you that kind?
Why were you so cold?
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