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Oct 2015
It never occurred to me that one day there would be no us
The taste that your lips allowed made me forget my own name
Why were we always in such a rush?
I always took the blame


Oh God please help me now
His touch left marks on my skin
I would always vow
That I would never sin


He made me think unholy things
Iā€™m going to hell
My heart was played like a puppet on strings
I shall not dwell


My tears felt cold
His shaky hands were on fire
His eyes shone gold
This was all so dire


You forgot my name, you forgot my love
I forgot your face, I forgot your flesh
My lips were as white as a dove
The pain you left stayed fresh
Porcelain
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Porcelain
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   Realeboga M
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