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Nov 2019
When there is bloodlust, there is no trust
When there is lust in the air, trust disappears into thin air
While blood is the air we breathe
The lust of blood then brings tension in the air
Its also ironic how lust can help bring trust
Trust brought from lust may not be trustworthy
However at times we are helpless in having every idea as an option to save your blood from lust
Blood is a very precious commodity because it cannot be cultivated and/or re-created, in fact it contains the very self of a being
This would mean our very own creation has been overcome by lust of temptation
We have always tried to seek redemption from our lust however it seems there has been no concrete solution
(Inspired by the only one left to tell Ilibagiza)
Written by
Masibulele Ntsepo  26/M/Lusikisiki, South Africa
(26/M/Lusikisiki, South Africa)   
     Carlo C Gomez and Larry Marshall
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