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Oct 2021
I can't kiss you
My lips are dry
They think I am wasted
I could not anoint my
Self with oil

Black sheep
Take a hike
Discouraging
Believing in you
Only to realise you don't have a life

The words haunt me
In the darkness, I cry
Under the stars, I see no sign of life
Nightmares wake me up
At the wee hours of the night

I need someone to save me
Someone to fill
This God ****** hole
In my heart

No one's willing? Okay.
May He hate me as well
I wish I could visit my spirits
That keep me happy as hell

Before I self-destruct
Before I go
Tell them
It was nice getting to know them
Caleb Kyme
Written by
Caleb Kyme  25/M/Kenya
(25/M/Kenya)   
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