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Sep 2015
I gave my heart to cupid
So he could repair it
He returned within a day
Claiming it was to used to be fixed
With one glance he could see
How much I loved you
Who do I give my heart to when I
No longer need it?
Written by
Myaja Black  21/F
(21/F)   
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