It's 3am still up
the world's asleep more room for thoughts
my hours of secrets
If love is not the effort we put in, what isn't then?
When hurting it's like sparking a cigarette
it burns inside
but it wouldn't matter if we know where the smokes go
just like a broken drunk man, he doesn't know door to his heart
I'm high on your supply but this time I want you to mix something for me, to help me love again
#SARSMUSTEND
#ENDSARS
#Endpolicebrutality
thank you
love
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