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Jul 2018
Who knew
She'd be so influential
That she'd trap you
That she'd make me evil
In your eyes
She's probably made you delete my pictures
Throw away my gifts
And she's probably
Gripped her claws
Into every fond memory of me
Elizabeth Burns
Written by
Elizabeth Burns  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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