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Sep 2016
Memories so green and crispy,
Now frosts than melts my pain,
Makes grief in my viens motionless,
Fixed in the center of my chest.

Oh how will I walk these quiet waters,
Or smile at it with no reflection of your face,
Who do I drag along when I go down,
Slipping on these slippery slopes.

Dearest one.I wonder deeply,
If your spirit still finds some peace,
Sunk in the woods of our sanctuary,
Dark with only Sunrays smiling in.

Down here is where you should rest,
Lifeless but forever young in its magic,
Smiless but forever warm in my heart,
Timless it would seem watching you float.

We shared Rossy mint Champagnes,
Over billions of cherry laughters,
But these tears rolling i do alone,
And which may pour out for a life tim
Written by
Bessem Ayamoh  Cameroon
(Cameroon)   
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