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Najati Al Husseini
18th Sept. 2000
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Anger
 
My anger is out, so is she.
My love for her has died, so killed me.
Nights threaten while I sleep.
Tears fall while I cry; I can’t help it she isn’t mine.
It’s been a while, while is months, and months is time.
Ah man! Don’t cry; ask your friends they'll tell you why.
My heart pumps, blood flow in my brain,
hearts flow like a train, she drives me insane.
I don't know what to say, she took my heart away.
It's all over as I did my maneuver.
I used my strongest weapon against her bomb,
Her bomb was stronger, I ended up blown.
As I collected my self, I will strike again and win…
No Right Click
Opinion?

Dont like it.
Not my style.
It is alright.
I like it.
I LOVE it!


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