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Jun 2018
Eyes over the horizon, the pictures start to be blurry. A colourful world turns into black and white. Stolen of its beauty, the man stands there in doubt as his mind starts to wonder about. All he can do is to just watch the flame of his heart go out.

He sits there as his heart and mind fight, it has turned into a ****** fight. To the world it’s a delight, the man with nothing he could do, he watched the dimming of his light. His inner soul crying out, so that a passer by could hear his plight.

Smoke thunders through the mountain, trying to show the world a sign, to show what his actions have turned into. A horrible monster that had devoured him. It was all because of his pride. He watched the world turn its back on him. All was left was the smoke in the mountain.
Sijabulile sibanda
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Sijabulile sibanda  23/M
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