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Nov 2015
I'm running, I'm running but my lungs hurt and my stomachs worse/
You're words got me falling in the dirt looking like I was tryna look up a skirt/
Now everyone thinks I'm the bad guy cause you stuck out your foot and dropped me/
I oddly thought this was just me falling for you but I probably mistook it for folly/
I see you had me in the ICU with a scalpel to my heart you dared me to move/
I tried to tell you I loved you but you responded by slicing it in two/
Braking half of it and taking the other half with you/
Now all I have is a lesson to remember this November/
An early christmas present since we're close to December/
When you let her enter the center of your emotion/
Make sure she doesn't lack devotion/
Or else shes gonna crack you open/
Leaving you hoping for an open grave with your name already engraved//
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chapopa teecy chitembo
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chapopa teecy chitembo  lusaka, zambia
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