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You just have to love her

Nothing she ever does is wrong

Nothing can stop her love

Her love for conquering souls

Adamma is your music

You just have to dance to her

To her and amazing tunes.

Her tongue is like acid

If she tastes you?

She dissolves you

Adamma

Everybody wanted Adamma’s bliss



Her body had quickly become a diocese

A billionaire once gave up his watch and his time

Just for her dying touch

But she never cared much

She was young

She had time, So why the rush?

Adamma



Adamma’s skin would blind you.

So radiant was she

The sun burnt her out of jealousy.

Only the poet had saw it

He praised her goddess like beauty

He worshipped her

She was his mistress

But she ate his soul

No man owns her

Adamma



He looked aeon



She couldn’t find herself in him

She was definitely older than him

But his soul had to be older

It wasn’t like she didn’t she know she was too old to be shy

He was nobody

He was nothing.

Things can never be reversed

She knows she’s been cursed

He never cared

Adamma



The billionaire didn’t own her.

The Poet couldn’t have her.

Just a lonely boy.

A nobody worth mentioning.

If you asked who?

You would get nothing.

Nothing was who he was



The salt that made her lose her mind.

Just a pinch of ecstasy

A drop of stolen water

The billionaire gave her luxury

The poet gave her love

She wanted to give her all

Not take another’s all

Adamma

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