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Deborah Jul 2018
In times of misery
In moments of sadness
When all hope is gone
When faith walks out of the door like an abandoned child
Memories will recall
The experience will always be familiar
A question posed
Have this day ever occurred?
Well my memories recall that my  childhood smelt like
Freshly baked scorns....

                                      What does your childhood smell like?
"One of the best memories I hold unto".
#Childhood
Deborah Jul 2018
Pity Is a liar
Full of pride and envy
Living in a city of tremendous arrogance
Struggling with petty attention
Justifying anger by comparing the success of happiness
Hidden in a wet blanket of shame

The essentiality of attention becomes *****
It's a misfortune that a pitiful person sees the affected person
Time waisted revolving around "Feeling Sorry"
Defined by the status of society
Building an attitude of a ***** sixty

Always the victim
Whispering comments of internal shame
'It's not fair'
'Why me'
'Life *****'
'I never win'
Dedicated to Maryam Mzobe

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