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Apr 2018
This is the life that we live.
With no options at all,
Besides to smoke on these trees.
I'm high so catch me if I fall.

I'm in my own world.
My mind disconnected from reality.
These are not my own words.

Bear with me as I reveal all.
In the hopes that you will learn,
To accept yourself and stand tall.
We all the same-all of us,man...

Struggling with different issues.
But there will always be people,
Around like a box of tissues...

Helping us through this journey.
This journey called "life".
Sometimes we wonder-if only
If only we could just have enough.
Luyolo Mbulawa
Written by
Luyolo Mbulawa  25/M
(25/M)   
160
     Medusa and Jamadhi Verse
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