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Aug 2015
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 *******
I will give you all i have
Black
Just please come back.
Written by
Siyanda Crypticpoet Buthelezi  Empangeni, South Africa
(Empangeni, South Africa)   
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