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Mar 2014
Was it worth it?
Was it worth every ounce of my energy? Every inch of my soul?
I'm in the dark and your face is all I can see through the dark thoughts and pictures my mind is making up
Where you ever into me? Or you were just INTO me? To be part of the body count and bounce?
Is that how you roll?
Pick up the telephone... Pick up the telephone... Oh, no! It's not who I thought it was... Another lonely night creeps in... Clouds scattered like a herd of buck

By: @Ofentse_Tsie
Ofentse Tsie
Written by
Ofentse Tsie  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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   Bridgette Scotch
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