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Oct 2016
Her calm face hid the enchanting smile i was used to,,
Her indifferent face hid the emotions i had come to know,
Her eyes, cold and calculating, hiding the paradise i enjoyed,,

I never intended to hurt her.,
Her fragile heart,,
Her pure emotions,,
If only i could turn back the hands ofΒ Β time,
But i know better,
Its no use crying over spilt milk,,
I can only wait for her wrath.
Sir Douz Dante
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Sir Douz Dante  kenya
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