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Friday, 6 April 2018


Tell me those words you're gonna say when I'm gone.
Appreciate me now, not when I'm lifeless and stuck in the ground. 

Don't wait till my breathe seizes, coz then they'll fall on deaf ears , the nigga you'd be praising would then be deceased.
Say it to me now and put a smile on this face of mine.
Say it as it comes, we don't know what's going to happen when the clock says it's 9.
For what use is the designer vase if the flower is dead, like having a million messages left unread.
So then a billion things unsaid should be left so.
Don't sow seeds on concrete for they'd be left so.
Love me now, hate me now, atleast show me where you stand.

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