Do well to tell me,
Something I'm insensitive to; Coz for me
Am living it plain;
But for you,
It's all deceptive;
Our lives lay sides by sides,
Portrays as the naira note:
Glued together;
But clueless,
of it other side,
So please do well...
Do well to let me know.
Aug 26, 2019
Aug 26, 2019 at 5:06 PM UTC
Do well to tell me,
Something I'm insensitive to; Coz for me
Am living it plain;
But for you,
It's all deceptive;
Our lives lay sides by sides,
Portrays as the naira note:
Glued together;
But clueless,
of it other side,
So please do well...
Do well to let me know.
Friendship go sour when not communicated.
Individual actions could go wrong with our friend but without voicing out the pain and be cured,silence is echoed and the offender knows nothing of his offence. This go on till a break up set in.
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