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Jul 2015
I think my fears has swindled me
The way l was used to do, now its not the same
l have lacked courage even from the beginning
because l didn't believe in myself, was thinking
that it might not be the way l wanted
but at last l realized
I am the one dying from inside.

When she smile even not at me,
that's when that feeling of love start to come.
When her face is looking angry,
in my heart its more than a burden to carry.
I have never loved someone like this before.
Maybe its my misconception I don't know.
What l am conscious of is vivid
I am dying from inside.

Should I let it end up like this
Dying from inside to me is like a mess
I wanna try but where can l find the strategy
how can I try when l am loosing courage
Maybe this might be the only way to vent
Letting her read this up to the end.
Even though it was a tight end,
but this might let me transcend.
Dying from inside,I can't wend.
Aldreen Takudzwa Munyoro
Written by
Aldreen Takudzwa Munyoro  27/M/Zimbabwe
(27/M/Zimbabwe)   
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