Cobham

Cobham, Friends we are before the the aparty sets in Our souls knitted and knotted with dreams Sharing whiskey and wits in the winds of life Chattering doubts, and charring chagrin Today, as foes we fool ourselves because of her Pulling the triggers of revenge on each others minds Does she really worth it? Yester night, i saw her in the pool of lust with another man Here we are contesting over imaginary love. awoh awoh