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Jan 2014
If my heart feels can i deny?
Even if i run can i hide
As the sound of your voice stings like venom
And your whisper like an arrow through the heart
If your skin then burn like wide fire
Am i not the victim?
You're the chain of my bound.
You're the cold of my shivering
The reason for my heart beat
You're the thorn in my heart
I care not for whom you've been with
I care not for whom you've sold your heart to
The ransom, i can pay at any cost
Only come,quench this thirst deep within.
KING JOHN MICHEAL
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KING JOHN MICHEAL  Abuja,Nigeria
(Abuja,Nigeria)   
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