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#iwasrobbed
10 years from now I’d regret it if: I find you in someone else’s arms, You find your home through someone else’s eyes, And that someone else is never I. 10 years ago I never know, I’ll never have a clue, For I was never there, That very 10 years ago. 4 years ago, I think I was robbed Of jokes, I tried hard not to laugh Of the presence in the room With a loud voice and a young heart I avoid. 4 years ago, I was robbed by his wild heart His delinquent ways and acts Him standing in the pavement, That look in his face he doesn’t have a clue of! My god, what should I give to take that all back! 4 years ago, I was robbed Not knowing I’d loved that man Not knowing that I can.
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Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 12:43 AM UTC
give me ten and I'll give you four