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Mar 21
With things gone too far,
Even to the stage of death.
Holding the solution in her hand,
Slowly dancing with the potion,
With tears running down her face
As she go through the motion.
It's a self sacrifice,
Hoping the gate of love will remine open
Ready to give her life for her love,
Ready to raise above her pains
Puting an end to all the pain ,
Is all she's hoping it's does.
All for her kind of love.!!.
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Written by
Johnfrancis  24/M/Kogi state Nigeria
(24/M/Kogi state Nigeria)   
   Elizabeth J
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