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Feb 2018
Back home? ", you still screaming in the back room
I had a dead noon, you gatta leave soon
You playing the street tune, this tune
How i hate it
Change a bit i paid quit he said he will leave you
I hate that i can read you, if i could re-do i would not re-do you,
Oh sorry did i riddle you
Blindly loved this fool sadly i went on to wed you
Mad over you had to
You sold me a different character not the one i have now
What happened to her..... That sweet girl who shared a dream with me
Who saw beyond the thick blue sky
Who used to dance in the sunlight and let the rays make music on her skin
What of she has she forever been buried....

I want to love you how i did
Breathe those sweet thoughts u sprayed when i came home fatigued
Catching me with a warm smile and lustful eyes
I loved you then

Then i lost you to the vultures
Who bred off your youthful flesh
And went on to bite a piece out of our love
You let them
You let them in
With big round bellies carrying the hearts of our lil young sisters and broken marriages
I hate that you let them
Paint our weather into their own forecast
Why stay
Why stay
When love has packed olready.........

I say leave
With a please
How polite right?
joel jokonia
Written by
joel jokonia  26/M/zimbabwe
(26/M/zimbabwe)   
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