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Feb 2016
I am trapped in the middle of nowhere,
The atmosphere so tense,i just cant breath am gasping for air.
It's just so dark ,am so scared and my heart beats like a high paced drum.
The moment i try to close my eyes,the visions are ***** and i cant pray,
because i keep have flashbacks of the pain and mistakes i did and inflicted.
Then i remembered like it was yesterday the golden threads,the poems and prose you wrote to me.
The glimpse and glamour i enjoyed before i was kicked out by my own band,,,PLAYED AROUND WITH THE CROWD'S MIND AND GOT OUTSMARTED.
IN REGRET
Written by
nyasha zanamwe  bulawayo,zimbabwe
(bulawayo,zimbabwe)   
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