I made the first second third step
I love you I screamed
Ignoring My presence....
I with hope long as The Kirra
I stood My ground and voiced
My undying love for you.
You sp**m claimed to be...
head over heels for Me,
I wish I had not met you!
Who really owns you?
Are you a Sheik or Imam,
why all these...?
Your sisters cousins you claim
Rhetorics Now part of you,
not anymore sp**m.
Never Again
Am I listening to your nothing's
Never Again
Am I believing in you
A free bird I will be
Free from Blue Burdens
"I hate you Sp**m"
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