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Apr 2016
I no longer weep because you left
for I have you in pictures safely kept
where lies few memories I can't recall
and others hidden in depth of my soul
no longer weep because you're history
that happened, it's no more mystery
you're still a big contribution to my rage
but I can't keep living my life on the edge
I no longer whimper,that's the past
a sweet first that wouldn't be my last
a beautiful bird my love couldn't tame
tears changed nothing, it's all the same
I ceased to pray for the cracks to heal
memories are treasures none can steal
they say,all I've done is echo the voices
I've given up second guessing my choices
can't keep chasing after a past my heart craves
mourning the forgotten dead lying in cracked graves
Ignatius Hosiana
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Ignatius Hosiana  30/M/Kampala-Uganda
(30/M/Kampala-Uganda)   
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