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Am stuck in like a bad habit
Stuck in like a broken record
Can't shake her off my thoughts even for a bit
My heart and brain are on a split
Like a broken record
It like pandemonium of feelings trying to fit
I have to sooner than later unlove her for
She has got me hypnotized in her beautiful
I have been glued to her like a mixture of gases staring at her cant sim to tell if time flies passes me by
She is my addiction that makes me feel high
The the most prince
But it's a lonely prison beneath frozen ice
I have to sooner than later unlove her
In a crowd I can identify her voice
Just from the sound of her hevely breathing
Her perfect tone breaks through the noise
Attracting a huge numbers of boys
I didn't know everyday it's competition to be the preference choice
I have to sooner than later unlove her
She is like the daughters of Jezebel
Differences of her and Delilah you can't tell
Cut from the same cloth is the tale
No hesitation on putting their dignity on sale
I have to sooner than later shake of this feeling for i
Would rather ther sooner than later look out for my heart
For its better for my sanity rather than a fake reality
Better look out for my pride rather sooner
before I get stuck in a tight space
That no matter
I have to sooner than later shake off this feeling
Copyright © Owen Hamalala | Year Posted 2024
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