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Collily Oct 2014
Broken glass for
roses petals,
an elegy of
the ghetto.
My love for you will never end....as i promise to all i need is love and um happy we made it to all i need is love and to forgive and forget becouse together we can make our new generation and stop living in this movhango and now garedumele gore people can tear us apart..we will show people at our ekasi that our scandal is over,,only love come upon us...we can even go to home affairs to register our love even when we enter at family bounds they will only see "best couple" rhythm city is our past city where it destroyed our love and now we came around even need to go to society to tell abomzala that we made our love strong and come up very stronger...
Poem about few soupies hahaha lawl

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