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Feb 2017
i thought you were so pure
since i pronounced love to you
you've made me so insecure.
And if this love is sick
on this road together
we will find its cure.
murphis  bleek
Written by
murphis bleek  Accra-Ghana
(Accra-Ghana)   
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