The Gift
Restless, pacing around the my room
The feeling is misunderstood
The laughter is overacted
This need has to be fulfilled
The acne for quietness
Is a necessity for luxury
The storm reinvents itself
Is somebody reaching out
Calmness, restoration of the imbalanced
The emotions are flowing in
The humanity is praised
This need has to be fulfilled
Copyright © Sibusisiwe LETA Ncede | Year Posted 2019
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