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Jan 2017
Red
"Red"
Here I am on the stage,

I love you with a heart full of rage,

The true is out of context and the fake rules,

If my birds never fly, and the wind is in a bottle in your hand,

And my wings you are,

Let us not negotiate,

Now I love that gap you made,

Just selfish? No,

Just stupid? No,

You are a liar,

I belong to mars that haunted red planet,

I cannot hurt you,

I cannot lie to you.
Written by
mojahid ahmed gad  khartoum
(khartoum)   
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