You were stole my heart.
But i found it back again.
Even though you were put it in capativity.
Someone somehow rescue it,as im towards to die because of anxious.
The one who have a spare heart to somesome.
Now am happy because my heart escape from on your hands.
This shows that your are not a proffetional kidnaper.
Although my heart found true home.
It is struggle to forget where it has stolen before.
How can i forget but...
When i see something belong to you, suddenly i recall how far im from.
My sad and painfully tears has fallen and happiness and sweetness tears has fallen as well, so how can i forget to remember.
Histories has recorded, but future not yet.
As no one can predict tomorrow.
Therefor how can i forget all this memories.
poem by ndidzulafhi patric munyai
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