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Feb 2020
I am angry
For those that said they loved me
But turned around and hurt me

I am angry
For thinking, I was worthy of being loved
I am angry
for wanting you to take every last bit of me

But most of all
I am angry for loving you
When you barely knew my name
Written by
Ramata Sesay
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     --- and Bogdan Dragos
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