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Confession Of Great Fondness
KB (1993/09/12 / Rustenburg (South africa))

Confession Of Great Fondness

I'm the injury of love,
Road of darkness,
My sweet words,
Smooth talking,
Weakens opposite
Genders mentality.
As i produce the sound
Of with a vibration of the
Vocal chords,
They listen to me wothout
No distraction but
Attraction grasping attention.
I'm the injury of love,
A man with no intergrity,
I fake fondness, generate hatred,
Thats they say all men are the same.

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Yeah.Tell it like it is man.Well done
another beautiful poem :) this one is perfectttttt, thankyou for putting it up. -Sofia Darling-