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Thembisile Khumalo
Poems
Dec 12
She is my music
When my pillow is drenched with tears, my mind filled with fear.
She still avails herself to me
Even when their cruelly ****** me,
she gently dresses my wounds.
When I can't sleep at night,
she is my dulcimer lullaby
Even when my teeth's peak,
when my cheecks lift,
when my heart jumps so high
And when my eyes gleam so bright.
She still avails herself to me
She connects so well with ears,
wipes my tears,erase my fears
She is my music!
Written by
Thembisile Khumalo
15/F/South Africa
(15/F/South Africa)
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