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Oct 2014
I was ignorant,
like a little rant,
a care free nutt job,
but now i sob,
i recall the events,in true HD,
every nook and detail,
they wont just stop,
the memories,the conversations,
my blood vessels threaten to pop,
she came like a thief,
found me all stiff,
i could go down on my knees and beg,
baby come back home,
come back to my embrace,
but my stride,
its a matter of pride,
i wont look back,its bad luck,

like a thief,
she stole my most valuable possesion,
got me in an obsession,
like a thief,
she took flight,
dissapeared into the night,
no warning,no explanation,
now to pick up the pieces,
and start all over again,
the cycle begins a new!
Sir Douz Dante
Written by
Sir Douz Dante  kenya
(kenya)   
404
   Erenn
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