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Pretended to be in love

As a boy weaving words.

And I felt subjugated,

My head bowed to you.

Your knees embraced with passion.

But the hurricane dope passed.

I asked myself a simple question

In you, I found that?!

And you tried to marry me.

Threatened to get underground.

Believe me, I’m ready to strangle before

Then the days with you to pass!!!