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Give Me.

Who are you to decide what I deserve?

Who are you to decide what my limits are when I have none?

So give me everything.

I want everything you are, were, and will be.

I want the love you gave to him, her, yourself, and then some.

I want the attention of every cell and molecule in your body.

I want the moon, the sun, the stars, and Jupiter too.

I want your obsession and devotion.

I want to be your spine.

I want to be the water you use to help your garden.

I want to be a part of everything you were, are, and will be.

I want to be that spark of life you feel before you close your eyes to rest at night.

I want to be your muse.

Give me, what I want.

Although pouring into them may seem infinite-less so is the love that is returned.

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