The Coincidence and Me
I will tell you more sacrifice.
As though, I fled per artifice.
What do you mean repetition?
I have done more acquisition.
I showed my gratitude in peace.
You foresaw it would never cease.
I have not swerved to notice out.
You owed me nothing but a shout.
Fall in love and fall upon time.
I have my blood is on a prime.
This is a glimpse of exemplar.
It was a gore of the Templar.
I have come to failure by wit.
A society lacked through lit.
I recessed how to receiving.
It started blow to reviving.
Copyright © Muhadzis Ghafur | Year Posted 2010
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