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Philophobia
Love; I used to communicate
With you everyday
When I woke up you were the first thing
On my mind, I would greet

You with a sweet smile
Beaming like the Nubian sun-rays
Setting myself ablaze
For I was so craze

In love with you
But you've showed me flames, askew
Twisted me that my bamboo
Strength washed away, it brew

Like poison in a witch pot
You've cause great rot
It's so deep that I've placed
My attention on it and...