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Hello
Hello ! It's me they say time is supposed to heal You but I am not seeing Much of healing .
I was wondering after living all these year's
Without you
Maybe you
Would like to hear my apologies or
Perhaps I should put my apologies in a carpel of poems
Because really I hurt you
I have been preaching your love but not living it
I am lost and stack in this crazy generation were virginity means nothing ,and sex means everything
Hello!!
Am am lost
Am not the man I was ,
I remember how beautiful our love was
At that time everything sims to have stooded still
Am not trying to sound poetic wen I say she took my soul ,I was a slave to her will ,
You see I believed that our love would fly like a bird little did I know our love was that of a flight less bird ,
you see I believed you could fly
But my faith was not brave enough to Left you to the sky
Until the lies crow in my ears they told me of fears that made me to creaple you wings
You see to me you were a library but I made you into a piece of paper that could fit in my hands
Am sorry ??
I left you alone while trying to force love for those who cared less if I lived or died
You see am sorry the girls who break into your heart and the ones I handed the key
You see am sorry for the battles I had lost
Someone way out of my class but yet you looked upon me
Like a trap song your love captivated me
Wrote me love latter's you new my Genesis regardless of my acts you still love me
Hello ! It's me
Copyright ©
Owen Hamalala
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