Sigh
If I sigh I will bleed
And if I bleed something will cry
I would rather it swelters in the undying heat,
ice in the brazen freeze,
and stay the stolen relief
but not cry.
I would rather it cease...
Copyright © Lebo Bopalamo | Year Posted 2018
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