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Apr 2020
I see her when my eyes close
When they open, she's not there
I hear her voice that used to be a symphony
From fields we used to play
When I follow closely
I still don't find her
It's like she's watching me all the time
Taking her revenge on me for the pain I caused her
Maybe it's just my imagination
We found love at the break of down
Broke up before it could even last
If only I knew
That's nothing shone brighter than dreams we shared
I would fight for our love
Wekiya Brian Cyrus
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Wekiya Brian Cyrus  20/M/Uganda
(20/M/Uganda)   
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