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Mar 2017
My beauty is undefined, ugly to be precised
With scares from reject and fails
Hoping to unleash the real identity of love  
A dream fake to be real
Sacks of pain inside I felt
Me and death real pals from hell
Lolaoye
Written by
Lolaoye  Akure
(Akure)   
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