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Jan 2018
I know its short
It might not be what you expected
You ordered for tall & handsome
Yet you got short & weird
This is unprecented too
I know words can't cut the deal
How can they?
Beautiful can't begin to come close
To what my eyes can see in you
I believe God rested on the seventh day
To see how impeccable you were
I love every little thing bout you
Down to the tiniest bit
If only I had a chance to love you outright,
But I don't, cos in my head
I could never have you
If only I could live in my fantasy
But thats where my chapter ends
Cos every time I try to move forward
Thats when my head is wide awake
To my very own reality.
Graham
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Graham  M/Lagos
(M/Lagos)   
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