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How would you feel if come clean?
If I show you how dirty I have been.
If I apologize for being unfaithful?
If I told you all that is hurtful?
How would you feel if confess?
How would you feel if told you gore I slept with few girls in your
class?
What will happen when you found out about me and your best
friend?
Would leave for being honest or would you love me for telling the
truth?
What would you do if I show you my dark side?
If i strip myself naked if I swallow my pride?
Would you hate me for showing you who I really am?
Oh would you be happy and accept for who I am?
What will you say if I tell nothing but the truth?
Would you judge me? Would get mad and punch me?
Would you lock me out of your life
Or forgive then accept become my wife?
Do you really want me to tell the truth?
Do you really want me to confess?
Can you handle truth?
Do you really wanna know?
Will we survive the truth?
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Sex before marriage is way more than just a sin.
It is a demon that young girls praise to calm their insecure rush.
It is lust that is destined to turn all goals into worthless dust.
He will tell you words that heals your bruised heart ,he will give you more than a blush and you will view him as more a crush. He will make you feel like love comes after sexual moments. You will no longer see yourself as a potential doctor but braise your hopes to become his future wife. He will change all your dreams and goals and believe me dear he will do it all for the sake of sex before marriage. Don't let your hormones repose your brain to think. Don't let him murder the brightness of your promising future. Don't let all the hard works, sweats and hustles that your parents invested on you to sink deep into a bottomless hole he dug with charms. Don't let his wink forbid you to think.
Sex before married is way more than just a sin. It is an act that will potentially make all your fresh goals to rot ,molt and green.
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I curse the day i was born beautiful.
I curse high school .
I curse the pear shaped body i had,
I curse the clear skin beauty i had.
I curse the day you saw me walking by .
I curse the way you said "hi"
I curse the day we met
I curse the words you said
I curse the way you made me melt
I curse giving you my numbers
I curse taking all your calls
I guess i was fool to let you come over
I guess i was fool to let you come closer
I placed my hand on your heart
You placed you hands on butt
I said no not now you said but
I named you after my heart
You silently called me a slung
I curse the day i skipped classes to be with you
Sex before marriage is a sin
I curse the day i sinned for you
No empty condom packs in your bin
I curse mistakes that made for you.
I was a fool i though dating is cool
I curse the day i missed periods
I curse that feeling
I curse that pregnancy test
It made feel like i am cursed
I curse the day i thought you love me
I curse your abortion money
I regret killing my unborn baby
I regret skipping classes i curse the year i failed grade 9
I curse the day we met
I curse the day you started acting like we never met.
I curse you
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sometimes true love ain't true
love flies on sphere with skies not blue
sometimes "i love you" means " i love your"
sometimes " i love you too" means "i am not sure"
we exposed as folly for treating love like fool
we repose holy love for the sake of love soo cool
sometimes "let's get married "means "lets share your inherits".
sometimes we see true love coming yet fail to prophesies true love
harming.
sometimes true love hurts those who truly cares.
sometimes true love denies those who says yes.
cruel rules those who fail to follow true love's rules
true love is rare we try to make it bare
we say true love good the moment we go nude.
sometimes true love in red sometimes it makes us blue
sometimes your love is many and her love is few
true love complicates cruel love dictate.
true love ruined us yet it is still our fate.
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baboon baboon folly ye
head balloon balloon full of air.
i am cocoon cocoon
ye try to poke cocoon
ye try to make i cocoon mama of
your cocoons.
i hope ye clock die soon die soon.
die soon mr baboon baboon..
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ye raping i
ye making i cry
ye kill i youth
ye raping i
ye breaking i
ye switching off i lights
i see non joy ye make i blind..
ye make i die
ye iz Lucifer
pull pull down ye zipper
ye no tear i skipper
ye make i cry.
is no i daddy ye is lie...
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Do you know your real self
Do you know you.
Why put their heal before your health
Why put their deal before your wealth
Why care about their says and points
Why do you live for their views
Why dance to their boring tunes
Why are you dissing your favorite song
Why are you pausing your best song
Why do u live for them
Why do breath like them
Why curse your believe for the sake of their God
Why reverse and repose on your chases for the sake of their forwards and succeeds
Why dress their cloth of the color you hate
Why impress their eyes with the style you hate
Why do u live for them
Where is your confidence
You lost your true values
You are covered with discretion of their character
Why do you live for them
Why do care about the way they see you
Why let your heart hear all they say about you
Why let their lies be true
Why let their brag break you
Why do you live for them
You live for their views
You talk with tone of their tunes
Why do you live for them
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