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I'm worthless without you Respectively, show me the worth of the Author without a reader Speaker without the audience Postman without the recipient Oops! I'm pregnant with a message For you, I would have miscarriage High, high I abuse encouragement Because you've been unflinchingly there Good or bad you patronise You carry my message as a blueprint Not because I'm the best nor first Even if I defile, you stood to define Holding it with a sense of pride You chose me from all the crowd You I epithet "My constituency" Yet I have no seat in parliament But because you found value in a talent Sharing in the same aspiration To spread the news to every nation Sounding the drums of appellation For my committed patrons Sometimes safe to tag them loyalists Coz I have my name printed on their lists Feeling that they owe it to the stars When void dines with my thought The leafless desert of the mind And completely reluctant to write You appeal to my conscience to do the right thing That I desire to serve with distinction Teensy-weensy, you keep lighting fires Though the Nazareth may water I'm still optimistic of good things coming Tieing to your support as hope-rope Following the destiny my steps can't avoid Oh did I mention Poetic Koncept? Grooming me to develop a concept Interestingly poetic family of variance Truth be told from edible - orators Who are kinsmen augmenting my tension A high tension as hypertension Born with a rich heart and different heights We will reach heights like rich child My patron saint is a tall gHosT He concerns to me on the days Days which I need him most With eyes upon him like an iKhorn My gang pretty and very Witty Borne out of Nature with B-fives Bold, baffling, blissful, bodacious and bold #Elikem_Inspires #PoeticKoncept
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 1:27 PM UTC
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I'm worthless without you Respectively, show me the worth of the Author without a reader Speaker without the audience Postman without the recipient Oops! I'm pregnant with a message For you, I would have miscarriage High, high I abuse encouragement Because you've been unflinchingly there Good or bad you patronise You carry my message as a blueprint Not because I'm the best nor first Even if I defile, you stood to define Holding it with a sense of pride You chose me from all the crowd You I epithet "My constituency" Yet I have no seat in parliament But because you found value in a talent Sharing in the same aspiration To spread the news to every nation Sounding the drums of appellation For my committed patrons Sometimes safe to tag them loyalists Coz I have my name printed on their lists Feeling that they owe it to the stars When void dines with my thought The leafless desert of the mind And completely reluctant to write You appeal to my conscience to do the right thing That I desire to serve with distinction Teensy-weensy, you keep lighting fires Though the Nazareth may water I'm still optimistic of good things coming Tieing to your support as hope-rope Following the destiny my steps can't avoid Oh did I mention Poetic Koncept? Grooming me to develop a concept Interestingly poetic family of variance Truth be told from edible - orators Who are kinsmen augmenting my tension A high tension as hypertension Born with a rich heart and different heights We will reach heights like rich child My patron saint is a tall gHosT He concerns to me on the days Days which I need him most With eyes upon him like an iKhorn My gang pretty and very Witty Borne out of Nature with B-fives Bold, baffling, blissful, bodacious and bold #Elikem_Inspires #PoeticKoncept
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 1:27 PM UTC
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