Lyricist Poet
My spare time I don't spare
Then I flaunt my flair
My pen bleed my thought
Casting it in black and white.
My thoughts are of a poet
Like a lyricist I write
Both world I traverse seemingly
Though I'm not a travesty.
My thoughts are of a poet
My pen bleed my thought
Like a lyricist I write
Casting it in black and white.
Though I'm not a travesty
Both world I traverse seemingly
My spare time I don't spare
Then I flaunt my flair.
Copyright © Alozor Michael Ikechukwu | Year Posted 2013
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