Someone Took My Love
She cannot be mine 'cos I have no money
Her heart belongs to another
Her heart, I can never have
My heart bleeds every time I see them together
She would go alone if I were the only that be
Whisperers by her looks
She do not care, not anymore
Should I fall to the jaws of the lions
I do not even exist to her
No more does she care and no more does she worry
She would've been mine if not for your libel
And now must we end this in sand and blood
A vendetta never to cease
Till one is left standing and without strength
A duel among friends
Would die than to see her lips kissed
poem by Nicholas Boateng
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