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Sep 2019
I can’t believe that I’m still strong,
Strong to pick the pen again and write-
And write of how my heart aches,how it bleeds day and night minute by minute
When am supposed to move on ,move on without you in vicinity of my life but next to me in my dreams
Of how I let my cravings for love get the  better of me,saw you as my sun and my moon
Thought that all your eyes were on me watching out so that the devil might not even ****** me from you yet like an eagle with Prying eyes you were ready to move to the next host
Never forgot how you promised me of a bright future of a brilliant life full of memories
Never forgot of your cuddling with mischief in your cute eyes yet you looked innocent
Never forgot of the days when I gave up my mind planning of a future that never existed
I heard that you’ll be marrying in the church
Please don’t forget to repent of how you abused my soul with memories like a castle of feathers in front of a wind
Please don’t forget to pray for my dead soul for the pain has grown into a monster you can’t control and dwells feeding on thoughts of how to get back at you,
Please don’t forget to ask the priest to bless your soul because I’ll be haunting you to unleash my wrath on you,
And when the priest asks if anyone is against the union you better be for I’ll be watching ready to unleash the monster that you laid in my heart and bring you down to the ground at the alter ,
Written by
Russell Osiemo
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