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Aug 14
Today I miss him
Tomorrow is not promises
The days are like missions
And my  thoughts are pure *****.
In heaven your aim is to please The Love beyond Lovers,
So am I going to be choose by faithful spirit in the dark?
What did we do ..
Eve didn't only pick up an apple its like we committed adultery with our minds with a snake ...
The purest darkness you can see
Because when I think of my ex I truly am down on my knees ...
Every taste of this apple is regret that hits so deep it's I can see the deceit in my genes.
AND ALL WHO WANNA BE APART OF THIS CLEAN TALK SHOULD CONSIDER  WHAT WE LOST!!!
For a world without HE who watered us like plants from his being.
Written by
ZEAL
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