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Two Girls With Broken Dreams

Happiness is one precious moment to be cherished Laughter is one precious thing to be flourished Tormented is the mother of Sorrow Jealousy bears Hatred itself Friendship is the fixer of sadness thus unpredictable to predicaments We appreciate every little moment shared We laugh and cry together like nobody cares We know one another inside and out We seem to know what one will say before it could be said Just like Prophecy, I already know what's in Her mind There comes a time in life Challenges are faced But we still stick to one another We seem to be running with the same pace Paved for us not to trip along the way But life and its obstacles there's no way How did we lose out all of a sudden? How did we end up in a mess as such? Was it Love or Lust? - we ask ourselves What did we do to deserve this? Nobody seemed to know the answers to that but it's all upon us to figure it out One day she did kiss and make up She thought she had made love and moved on But that was a lie laid upon She made love but something went wrong Weeks passed.. then found out she conceived What is she going to do now? I was asked I -on the other hand was confused about love Didn't know the difference between love and lust I also did the same as she did -FRIENDSHIP THINGS- Unfortunately it was not Love but it was Lust After many times of giving myself to him He broke one's heart -my Heart I broke down, traumatized and depressed Then a day whereby she had to do pregnancy Test I was there as a friend who stood by each other all the way We both ran some blood tests as well Just to be on the safe side Doctor broke the news to us She was pregnant and- I was HIV+ Through all the trouble One would wish to be pessimistic Two girls with Broken Dreams Just like a Guitar with Broken Strings Both wished ourselves Death And both hoped to be Resurrected Life is a precious Gift from God Appreciate it and let God lead the path for you

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