Christian Bad Boy

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I think you’re angel and a work of art but also a stranger tearing my world apart.

I think you’re an angel and a work of art but also just a stranger who makes me laugh.

I think you’re an angel and a work of art but also just a stranger needing courage to make me mine.

Why do we want to let things be; when all it takes is boldness to set us free. I see you reaching out with your fingertips longing to connect.

I grab your hands and it slips but we find ourselves trying to grab our version of events. But one thing is certain; we both know we see is what we get. Yet, I’m scared to say exactly how I feel so I want you to go first. But if we reach the point where we never speak. I just wanted to let you know that you’ll have is every piece of me.

Lover Boy, I see Christian Bad Boy in front me. And he represents all the fears and insecurities of modern masculinity.

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