Talking about his sordid life or health, stealth cheating which is telling on his health… As they say the truth will Set you Free.
It has nothing to do with You and Me… Its all just part of of a Mystery Movie and we became pawns in their games to discover them and put our love on hold till it all came to an end…
Land of Mystery — All for Love — L-O-V-E….
One day you’ll learn what real love means,
It is not flings behind the scenes.
Where an actor or actress screams Love me,
It is when you walk in as part of the family.
For that is when you will live a life,
As a decent husband and wife.
You will sever ties with a carving knife,
With those who hurt, including husband and wife.
For you are today playing as a moviestar,
Picking a girl up at the bar.
But one day you will see life my way,
And then beg me to come in to stay.
But by then it will be too late,
For I will be waiting at death’s gate.
You by far will be a fast car,
Trying to ape the life of a movie star.
Whe n you try to turn back time,
You will find all your songs rhyme.
Because you would have then become me,
And I by far would be wild and free.
Then one day in the twist of fate,
You will by far be at deaths gate.
Thats when you’ll see the angel of purity,
And instantly see the picture of me.
And I will by far get irate,
And think that you want to mate.
That is when you’ll come on a date,
And you’ll get hit by the twist of fate.
What you don’t know is I told you so,
I told you love was never a score.
It was by far what you feel within,
Not the life of love in between.
That is by far just an expression you see,
Expression your love in ecstasy.
That will one day give rise to a baby,
And then you will have to care for maybe.
That is when you will realise,
The trail of stench and real flies.
The flies are bur human you see,
The ones you played in ecstasy.
They are the ones who are hounding you,
Tell you that they are in love with you.
But the one you want is the one not free,
She is the one you told Wait for ME.
She is the girl with hidden desire,
And a star sign hot as fire.
But she is not a boastful keep,
She is but a humble sheep.
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