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Dec 13
Lies and hate
Flow through
Your gate
You are cursed
Embedded with lust
Between me and you
There is no trust
Everyday it
Carries pain
Why do I have
To play your game.
The poison that runs
Inside your veins
Still like drinking
Toxic rain,
Im still dancing
To your tune
Can you come home
I’ll see you soon

Love you
Written by
Mark Bell  Portsmouth
(Portsmouth)   
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   Liana
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