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Nov 2019
I have a lot to say..
Don't have too much empathy
On me..
I swear I'm okay...
Let me just watch my mouth
I respect my mom..
Let me utter what's relevant..
This is not the parliament..

I don't wake up in the morning
And walk like I am modelling
I am doing this for a living..
This is more than 'just a calling'
Don't show me your emergency door
I am not leaving!

Borrow me that plier..
I don't want to be a liar.
I have made a lot of promises
I hate opposites.

I want to sit down one day..
And reconnect the bond,hey!
I want to fulfill everything that
I have promised...
And give all the dusty stuff
Some polish!
So that they never regret my calling!

Buven ThePoet
Buven ThePoet
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Buven ThePoet  21/M/Phalaborwa
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