A Battle For Love
Yes, I'm ready to fight my battle,
and never settle,for less;
Till I've been crowned my tittle;
Perhaps my life would be out of the bottle.
I have been made by my past.
To last;
Not to be thrown like dust;
On top of the flask,
and never been made to be the slave to lust.
My resolution;
Is to stop infatuation,
because I have found real obsession.
Baby-gal I never knew that I will have attraction in you,
and because of my valuation
I wont let any intimidation;
To bring separation;
In our intergration;
That brought me devotion.
Copyright © Tsotetsi Thabiso Edward | Year Posted 2011
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