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Jun 2018
You know I am a wild fire mama!
I burn like a battery acid,
I descend like rolling stone.
I fly like the eagle, I fall like a sparrow.
God, I race like a stallion,
I cut the world in half, like the sun.
But I can't run, I can't hide
From you Meley, city of love.
There is no need for me to try.
I have drifted to the edge of the world.
I have stumbled down in the snow land.
I have been frozen in cold moonlight
Lord, I have felt down.
Now I know I can't run, I can't hide
From you Meley, city of love.
There is no need for me to try.
No time, in a snow-land Meley
No peace of mind.
Yeah, am self-conscious now, mama
But I haven't learned to cold smile
Still me, I changed not!
I don't get nervous on eye contact.
Come Tuesday, I will be with you mama and be satisfied.
Show me some love, Meley
Give me a good time.
Yonas mengisteab
EIT
11/04/2016
Meley is a Tgringna language a name given to woman (girl) which means beautiful and petulant. it needs a lot of care if you call someone meley.
Yonas Mengisteab
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Yonas Mengisteab  44/M/Asmara
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