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Dec 2015
I looked like a chap in this riff
Instead, it's summer but I'm cold
The blouses in colours were rolling over
Like a roller coaster on amusement park

I stand accused by the movements of spouse
I became like a ***** as a regular beyond
It's summer but I'm cold instead
I looked like a pure trash,

                  Why?

The blouses were engaging cordial with skirts
The shapeliness arised more impartial
I am caught cold by summer blouses
Summer sun ain't amiable,

Summer sun heats, but I'm caught cold
I'm caught cold by an allure
I became like a leopard tortoise
afraid of the motion sounding

I seemed to have forgotten myself
I became a freezer in the summer
People attentioned me like a December
I became the moment of fooling smiles

Caused by the spouses in blouses and skirts.
This time of the year is the moment whereby everyone wants to look awesome with their summer clothing. when you look around everyone is going up and down looking pretty and you don't know whom to choose until you feel somehow where you can't truly identify the feeling.
edwill makamu
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edwill makamu  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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