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What you made

Monsters are cuties
when compared to me
Demon will be darlings
When it comes to my deeds
Mess you've been giving me
shit you made you will sip
Angel to devil
Grace to grass
Sanity to madness
My will you bent to yours
This cage of depression
This doubt of oneself
This low
you'd wish I never rose to escape
cos for you
Oh I come

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Jac Tales

My surgeon plays the song 'Don't call me baby.' While she is performing my colonoscopy. Life's funny sometimes. 🙂

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Cleo Tomi Olajide

Lol Tales, hmm we should write a part of second chance, part 5....you in. 

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Shirley Harrison

lol I really like this, maybe you would be a great headteacher if you are not already .... 🤣 

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Cleo Tomi Olajide

Lol, welcome to class my dear... Come sit at the front. Cheers. 

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