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Dec 2018
I promised myself that I would never say your name again,
But here I am writing it on every single blank page,
Trapped in your maze
I can feel the rage surge
as i am on stage the crowd feels so amazed,
I can't just pretend like I am not ashamed,
all you wanted was just to be a friend
but I filled you with so much hate,
nobody can relate to these thoughts of you in my head,
Although you want me dead
my love for you shall forever extend,
yes, my heart stopped beating when you left,
clotted blood is all that's left,
But even after death
I hope you remember my name,
I pray that you will be safe
after thousands of disasters reshape the earth.
Allan Mzyece
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