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Jan 2021
When I do you wrong
you never do talk
But when I see those eyes
they tell a thousand words.
And it breaks my heart,
to know I'm robbing your worth.

I read into your mind,
seeing a lot of me I don't like.
And baby I,
know bad history and I are almost alike.

But don't you let those tears fall
before I do my best
Let me fix my words,
admitting I was wrong.
Though my pride hates that,
it bites at I must confess.

Still the stinging hurts less,
to when I'm giving you stress.
I know I'm not always the best,
but I could always do better.

Like the seconds on the clock,
give me a second chance.
Odd Odyssey Poet
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Odd Odyssey Poet  25/M/Zimbabwe
(25/M/Zimbabwe)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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