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Jun 19
A facade, it was
Spoken words with no meaning
Movement with no intent
We lied to keep the smiles
Atleast we tried
Caressed and teased
With hollowed hearts
And broken minds
We ignored the errors of love
While chasing butterflies
Our doom came so swiftly
Banele Msimango
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Banele Msimango  26/M/Cape Town
(26/M/Cape Town)   
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