What Annoys Me
I thought in the restlessness within
Why could I not be a little bad
But to all I had done a weeding
Leaving them leaves them sad.
Could I have been a purpose?
Broken hearts in me take repose
Yet I leave them more broken
I exude love more than a token.
They found me unforgotten
Each memory not rotten
I guess I am a bird on a flower
To its nectar, a strong love's power.
Copyright © Goodness Lanre | Year Posted 2013
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