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SOUR LOVE

I met a girl,Manuela
she was cold as ice in the middle of winter
her beauty was lethal
every gaze a sip of poison.
We met in winter
she was cold, I gave her my sweater
we ate ice cream, sweet crisp vanilla
danced to rock, a reggae beat and
acapella
then I gave away my heart forever
but to love me she will never.

© Benson Mwangi

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