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Jun 2018
Laying down stones,
Building up walls
First comes the temple,
It's not that tall

Invest in foundations that nobody sees
I hope it's enough to get you to me

I have a thousand lovers
You're the only one I want
From a thousand vices
You're the only good I won't
I know they're bad for me, and you're really good
At setting me free from all that I would, not loose...
When i'm this broke, give me the grace not to choose.

Here in my mansion
The walls are so high
You need Jacob's ladder
Just to get inside

There's a hundred rooms just to explore
Ignore the thousands where I've locked the door

You need a place
Take mine
If you need a voice
Take mine
If you take me
In every moment
I might not give myself away
Nilan Gerald Handunge
Written by
Nilan Gerald Handunge  Sri Lanka
(Sri Lanka)   
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   Surbhi Dadhich
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