Consequence

You’re down and I’m high.

I tasted heaven – you taste like Hell;

You’re frightening me,

Yet I find you tempting;

You make me wish I fell

Down to you.

 

You sold your soul,

Should I sell mine?

You invite me to you

And I don’t know

How to respond.

You want my wings cut.

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