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Caught me off-guard
Your eyes prevent me from thinking a lot,
yet let you prey on my mind.
Cannot really describe the happiness they plot
Because in my mind, there is a lot to find.
They always find their way to my heart
Funny how they never deceive my sight.
Your prestige is presumptuous
which makes me more scrumptious.
It does not allow me to scream out your name,
but prevails me to continuously stare at you
In your absence nothing is the same,
yet in your presence I do not know what to do.
Prestige-good reputation
Presumptuous- too bold or confident
Scrumptious-careful
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kamva Eyethu Makanda
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