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 Aug 2021 Maitsholo
David Adamson
The language I learned from you
was the wordless speech
that tongue teaches tongue
that eye flicks to eye
that skin lets through
 Aug 2021 Maitsholo
Khoisan
A
collaboration
of
Four seasons
a
Masterclass
for
all the right reasons.
He de-recognised his mind since it generated thoughts that had worth of litter.
You didn't say anything before leaving. Your eyes, on the other hand, clearly communicated to me about your next move.
Fear not the failure
not one test
not one trial
nor the life
  
For everything , will only let you soar high..


Roads might be dark
maybe little unclear
or be it difficult
Sit simply  not in the track

For everything , will only lift you higher..
Opportunity never knocks twice at your door...
If chances didn't come at your way , you go find and take the chances...
It's now or never...
Step a little closer
Don't be afraid.
I am merely the monster
Everyone else has made.

Gone is my innocence
My purity my youth.
This world has changed me
It's the evil truth.

Cursed by vanity.
Plagued by insanity.
Caught in the charade
Of life's endless masquerade.

Between the heartache
And pain,
I've lost myself
And will never be the same.

Drowning in deceit
Lies have taken full affect.
Tortured by reality
The agony I inject.

Pieces of me have died
A little bit one by one.
I'll continue breaking
Until I have none.

Strength is a virtue
I was born without.
That came to me later
After learning what this world is all about.

So why should I apologize
For the monster I've become?
No one has ever apologized
For the damage they have done.

By:
T.K.
My smile, which he wore on his face, hardly fitted him well, and it soon fell off, leaving him with a blank stare.
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