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Its a Myth

Sitting on top of th tower Beside the window Down my eyes gaze on the way we met Tears run down my cheeks like a sad river During dry season I wonder why i feel this way for you Yet i cant languish your presence I hate to say i love you But i hate alittle bit more to run away from you Coz i tried but i didnt manage to succede You just a myth I cant explain you in words Yet am a word smith Even good artitectures cant bring out The blue print of what is happening in my heart I loose my breath in you site I die i little more because of you Yet i still want u more I believe the death u give mi is the death of deaths That brings life to me You just a myth A gold in my eyes .. A prinky in my heart Yet a myth in my head

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 10/6/2018 10:10:00 AM
Hello Your words are true and Inspiring. This is what is actually going on in my country. I feel the pain and sorrow of innocent children and mothers crying. The sorrow of young girls and boys been taken away. Houses burnt to ashes and life sucked out of innocent souls. Lord please save us.
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Date: 10/1/2018 12:19:00 AM
O' thy heart is blue print of sky, no vastness there are of love, no drops of ocean there are of tear, but a dove on sky merely is flying, on the peak of tower just hauling a roar, no arrow, no bow, no Cupid just a rose has been dead by its thorns..../ nicely penned
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