You can take my love, and drink me dry.
you can brake my heart, I know how to cry,
Feed off of my passion, as at a banquet you dine.
But, share it with another, and never again shall you be mine.
M. FAWN SAYLOR
Dec 6, 2005
This is one of my first few poems ever written. This was written during a very low point in my life. Where there is no God there is no hope.