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Days of my life

I feel the sands of time gliding through my hour glass figure.
The cure for my sickness is within reach
I listen and let my legacy teach
A woman can only take so much
Grow old and wise
Tough for your size
Be bold,
Say what you mean   don't lean
Become a pawn, in his game
Not again  heart in his hands
Your beauty is wasting
Don't take his name

Written by DIVINE (dessylove)
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