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Jun 2016
Dear Sunlight

You think I don’t, but I see you
Hellraiser you take me a fool
Nay I say I’ve got foil under this blazer
So your rays are useless and I can but
I won’t look up to your master like his my saviour
I feel his stare on my back all day blasted gazer
So just go on and tell me what you want from me
I’ve got Benjamin button and I’m not getting older.

Yours Schizophrenia
Written by
Nyasha Chibi  Zimbabwe
(Zimbabwe)   
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