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Sep 2017
Momma said keep your love in a jar
Or at least have a cure for the infectious disease to come

But I never listened.
I let it out. . . . All at once
Wasted all my spears on your undeserving being.
Now I'm sweeping
Pieces of my dignity off of the ground,
Coz I was never one to accept things as they should
I Thought rebellion was ****
But stupid is next to "I LOVE YOU",
And as smart as I'm known to be,
I chose you idiot!
over and over and over again....
But I'm healing
Slowly healing from the disease that is you.
#ex
Naash
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Naash  20/F/Pretoria-South Africa
(20/F/Pretoria-South Africa)   
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