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Nov 2017
One day we are this
Tomorrow we are that.
I can't do this anymore
But tomorrow you call me for more
No one else gives affection like l do
I have a reputation for leaving heads sore.
Our love is a Deal with The Devil
And we are standing toe to toe
For loving you might be my biggest evil
Of a Story filled with thorns and roads of gravel.

You had him
But you tell me all the time you thought of me.
I know these are all sweet lies but l am too blind to see
For you replaced the lock on my door and placed a new key.
You say we are now friends
But your glares are invitations
They tell me all your bad intentions.

Your friend never liked me
Your other friends never met me
Why were you hiding me.
You ignore me when he is around
But when he leaves l am the first to be found
Your confessions of love towards me are so profound
I just wish they could always be around.

Every chance l get of moving on is immediately crushed
Charles T Chitsungo
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Charles T Chitsungo  17/M/Zimbabwe
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