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Don't come back by Akinwale Peace

Akinwale Peace

Don't come back.

I told you you're beautiful, oh how bad?
I told you; I would be your sun and moon, glad
you said I love you but now, so bad dear,
I'm sorry I loved you, love yourself dear.

I stood ev'ry night behind the moon; the blue
stars I saw told pleasing beauties of blue.
But suffer not a witch to live, how good
will it be; You're cute to love yourself good.

My yesterday's tears gave up for your love,
It now compete the ocean cos' I'd love'.
Baby, is it too late to say sorry?
Don't think my heart will ring yours 'gain, sorry.

I was the lonely rumblin' wind without Eve,
I see, felt, parts of me but far from me,
Useless bones of me, useful parts of you,
But sorry, love yourself as I'd loved you.

Don't come back to sing mist'etoe as Justin;
Don't come back to mourn with tears to plead ' me,
Don't come back to show your mournful sorry,
Don't think my heart will ring yours 'gain, sorry.

"words from the innocent mind"
              Philip Peace

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