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Noorah Omar

Drama Romance Crime

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Noorah Omar

Drama Romance Crime

Illicit Good Love

Illicit Good Love

1 min
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He said he had a love

That every men owe

She is not beautiful

Never makes nobody awful


She could dust the barren heart

Would pour that liquor called love

Until the cup overflow apart

That locks you unconditionally above


She learns me secrets 

She burns me scars

That ever can heals

Over anything else


Now it's all dying,

Dying over living

That's the thing she kept in dark

All about my angry bark


The picture of her lies in my heart

While my memories broke her apart

What the hell I'm doing

While having my first love

Over a girl, deserves anything

Oh god, I knew my state and bow


Was that your play of testing me on my girt

By giving me the girl I actually want

While I'm locked to my first

And no way to make it into heart


That the taste of the liquor

Brought me the illicit good love acquire...



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