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Black

by siyanda-buthelezi

Back, I see Black, You never loved me, now I see Drake. I see a silver-gold watch, I see Fake. It is my sentiments at stake, you mutilate your most valuable thing, now I see a snake. Black Come back, See HURT is what I've always Feared, Those sharp pains in my heart like I'm being speared This is what I've always feared Sharp pains in my heart like I'm speared. Black Come back here, It is you that I want, Do You Hear? My greatest weakness is you that's my truest phobia, And it is the saddest thing to experience like a foreigner going through Xenophobia. By Black I mean, Beautiful Lover And Caring Kid. Just come back, with my heart for you I will bid. Not a million, not a billion, I am very poor, very destitute I am very rich with L V E Like a selling prostitute I will give you all i have Black Just please come back.
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