It wanders without asking me.
Yet somehow finding a way
To make me seem bad.
I was always yours
From the start.
Never left
Though that, you'd never know.
If it makes a difference.
I never stabbed you,
Never betrayed you,
Blame my heart.
Oh! poor heart,
See what you have done,
Now you will be blamed.
Am not standing up for you,
You are fickle.
By Tejumade
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