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Apr 2015
Every one seemed to know
That she had done it
They looked on with terrifying smiles
while others chocked with laughter.
her face saddened the more
As she walked face down
Hoping to enter into the ground
Guilt written over her face
And she smelt like fear
soaked in desperacy.
No one had a clue of her deeds
Much as she Wondered restless
Her deeds had betrayed her
imprisoning her happiness
she would soon die a death unknown
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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