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So here we are again, the chain you are wearing i used to reign.
With every swearing you made, every pearl turned into a staring Black shade.
Still time i sat for this, even later on a hat you dissed, Well then, why don't you just give it back to me when it was nothing you missed?
Copyright © Adna Demiri | Year Posted 2024
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