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Sep 11
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I spake fruitful words
Took sincerity to what I might call home
But they bounced off walls

Held here all alone feeling loom
Did I endanger our fate
Did you play me all along

Did I lose faith
Where did it go wrong
I adored you; wait, I worshipped you
You were my god

You are always going to be you
I sit here searching for the good
But drowned in the misery

       ♚                                                                                          
    Kunbi dia
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Kunbi  22/M
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