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Aug 2015
Assumption such a devil you are
Killing one soul and heart
Inching into ones vains
Seeping through ones blood

The words sticks like a glue
Bonded to ones pride and sorrow
So why assumption
Make such an accusation

Please don't play with me
Don't trample me
Don't crush me
And just stop hurting the poor old me.
Written by
Fran  Neverland
(Neverland)   
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