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Jan 2019
Love is for the birds
My grandfather always told me
Every time I ran to him
With my heart broken
Why do you keep wasting
All your precious time son
Just to end up hurt broken
And lonely?
You're too you to let them
Turn your heart coldly
Ignoring the old man
I ended right back to him
With the same story
Too much of worry
And feeling sorry
For my self
Is it my game?
I'm i too obvious
So i get an 'L'
Because my skills are lame
But i just recently met one with a flow
Almost the same
It's not my appearance
I'm positive I'm sane
But then grandpa,
Tell my why they ran

Akwana Wa Odera
@therealakwana
© 2018
I never get to understand what love is all about
Akwana Wa Odera
Written by
Akwana Wa Odera  26/M/Kenya
(26/M/Kenya)   
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