You thought the water was yours to thirst after…
You thought the air was clean to breath after…
You thought that Love was pure to lust after…
You thought the blue was yours to look after…
You thought the sky was black to keep after…
You thought that Love was lost to pine after…
You thought the Light was yours to shine on ever…
You thought that Love was Yours till Death do us under…
Yours,
Pano
PS:
Why?
Why did you think that?
Now, You know better…
Dr Churchill
Bleeding Edge 
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