Be the pillar is so long desired.
when she calls make me to my desires, its been awhile
since i had a conversation with my papers. I can say say i lost all connection with the world
abandoned communication using words, its bound to happen when you open up your rib
leaving your heart open for a rip, the eye shall ever justify with a weep. its the sole reactor of real pain.
skies opened in glitters for those who gained in love. I found myself intoxicated, battling my inner self not to get extinct. Milky African winds, blow me my love.
Grown Man Cry
Senzo Nene
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 11/18/2019
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Poem topics: I love you, heart, lost, pain, world, real, long, conversation, connection, happen, bound, african, I miss you, open, love, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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