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Bongani Moyo Apr 2017
I came to the understanding I'm suspended in a void of fear
Stuck in the paradox of knowing what I want but not having the heart to claim it for myself.

The idea of not being the only one in this predicament gives the idea of freedom while imprisoning my actions further.

"Free me" I whisper to my pride every night before I dream.
Coming to the realisation that I have more fears than I thought I did.
Bongani Moyo Mar 2017
In all of us trying to be different we all ended being the same.
Now what?
Bongani Moyo Mar 2017
Every day you wake up and see a different version of yourself in the mirror

Same days you survive, others you question your purpose.

Apparently I'm going to be around for a long time to find out which me was really worth it.
Self discovery has never seemed so self destructive
Bongani Moyo Mar 2017
I used to sit and wonder why hurricanes were named after women,
After chasing this love thing for a while I'm starting to understand.

They can destroy everything in your path and still be the most beautiful thing you know.
If progress is to come. This is something I have to outgrow.
Quoting myself a bit here
Bongani Moyo Mar 2017
All this talk of people dying before they reached their potential,

Who am I to feel like I've been corrupted by mine?
Bongani Moyo Mar 2017
Tried to find your Wonder Woman,
Little did you know she would go from your heroine to you ******.
Bongani Moyo Mar 2017
It's been a while now,
I can't remember what it feels to have you wearing your impulses while you breathe on my neck

Can't remember what it feels to be the reason you need to catch your breath

Can't remember what you and your body taste like,in every respect

Can't remember but will I ever reminisce again with someone else?
Heroines and ******
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