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Dec 2015
I'm dying Mr please sit down lets talk
Your presence make me feel differently
No shame, people got to leave. But Mr sit down
We got talk is there.

Man I'm dying, sitting here and  crying
What is it? You tall stupid man?
Mr lets Si down and talk , can you talk?

So much and more my heart is pounding
More and more I ask myself is this worth it?
**** Mr lets sit down and talk you killing me.

How you feeling? Say hi? Walk by do something
But Mr lets sit down talk share with me.
So much going on I cant just sit down and talk.!
Busisiwe
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Busisiwe  cape town , South Africa
(cape town , South Africa)   
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