UntitledA Poem by King-IsahThe day they stole everything, I never saw their face, I fear cos I dunno what they look like.Why are you been too protective? You lock your doors but you still don't trust the keys Why are you been too protective? You sleep with two or more persons and still think someone might snick in without one of you noticing I am over protective cos Once the lock and doors were breached and I was with my keys I am over protective cos Soft drowsiness was my senses when she was stolen from me.
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