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Sep 2016
This was set to abide
The furtherness conversion of intimacy
As i climb to run off still ran into her
More appealing she received me
Her kindness tringered me off for it turned into a burden of politeness
Measure your audocity coward of infridgent
Your bad luck set a blaze by her portion of devine touch
Thy actions melted my eager, now a baby lotioned by her love
"Who can pretend to eat yet they swallow what they eateth"
Am made a lazy born of her works as she pampers me better than born ninjer
The more i roar the closer she comes taming my canine to smiles than bites.
As my heart skips beats, i decend.
A wave humour carries me
I scorch more than the sun does
A rover of salute to the eyes that i encounter
First enough i close my eyes cant hold to the flash from her eyes
Then i knew am doomed, her beam is my way of focus i stand by thee for flies
Am banned from worries all under her palms
Tension nor obstruct am stiffly aliegned
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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