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Aug 2016
Its not me who hurts people..
Its my jealous heart that shuts them away
I want to be kind
But its not part of me
I'd love to be with you
but I was made to be a loner.
To cry on cold nights wishing there would be someone with me!
Someone who won't lie to me or use me.
Someone who will care enough
be real to me!
But I'm afraid to fall
What if it exist in my mind only...this whole thing love and affection!
Maybe everyone is as cold as I am...wishing there could be light to meltdown the ice!
Believe me I try to be nice
But that's just a silent cry my dear heart.
Lethabo
Written by
Lethabo  Pretoria, South Africa
(Pretoria, South Africa)   
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