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Unathi taliwe Jul 2015
Agument is like a burning sun brings death to anythng that comes near,Even ice cold does nt have effect it boils too and become hot
What do u do when a situation is like this ?
Unathi taliwe Apr 2015
I thought u loved me as i love u babe bt know my heart is as broken as a broken home with no one talking 2 each other,i loved u,U were the 1 u bring life 2 my world the 1 who make the wind blum,U were the sun shine of the flowers that grow in my world knw without u my world is diying as a world with no sun the is no longer life in my world
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Unathi taliwe Apr 2015
2 dai its like one of those days my head fill so havy i never would have though that love could be so hard,know my head its like a baloon thats about to pop my mind is ganging up on my heart as it is getting weak esif the devel is holding ma soul in the porm of his hend smiling weiting for me to loose ma wai 2 take the chance,bt as long as i see the light through out the support of my friendz iwil never wark alone even when the nights along even when i loose your love bt i hope i wil find it one's more and be able 2 smile with u
Unathi taliwe Jul 2015
Corn Artist he calls him self an artist but he cannot think he lacks talent but yet he wants fame but he does not wanna work for it his choice is to steal take what does not belong to him,He is a corn artist he is a corn artist
Unathi taliwe Jul 2015
I may work alone in the shadows of darkness,I wont be afraid,I may have night mares at night,I wont be afraid,U may tease me all the time,I wont be afraid,U may tell me that im ugly,I wont be afraid,U may tell me of the wrong things in the world,I still iwont be afraid because god made me the way i im for a reason and he or she is my proctecter and i shall fear nathing
U maybe fought down by others but always have one thing on your mind god is with you all the way
Unathi taliwe Jul 2015
Life is a pain life is a rush,Life is difficult,Life is a mass,Life is a broken flower,Life is holow life brings tear sometimes i just wannah let go
Help!
Unathi taliwe Jan 2018
Walking
walking
walking slowly it begins to be dark but i am still far away from home but
walking
walking, The bids flying find their way home nest in the tree's where their family is
walking
walking still far from home
walking
walking, The night creatures awaken from their long sleep hungry for a meal to eat so they may sleep once more yet i keep
walking
walking scared i may be but i will keep walking home is where i am going
walking i hear wolves houl under the full moon yet i keep walking until i came to a stop in front of a house inside i hear laughing and happiness warming the house then i smile am home.
Unathi taliwe Jul 2015
Love is an emotional bond that one person has towards another,grand i fill the love of a child torwads their elder love that is worth many words  that one cannot say from the heart somethimes but u cant see that its like im a foreiner to u i share ur blood in my vains but i dont matter in ur ayes i crie right in front of u to share my tear my pain my sorrow toward ur face but dat dont matter
Unathi taliwe Jun 2015
Waw!,Memories on a sleep less night flashing through the mind set of mine,As if it was yesterday i miss the days i used to talk to u all the time every second of every day moment's of loughter crazeynes and joy and the sad ones,I  miss the felling i used to get when i was with u the felling of having buterflys in my stomach,The way i used to get when i was around u loosing the words to say,The thing i miss mostly about u is telling u how beatiful u ar bt now i geas is about time i move on even though im  still in love with you as u stil have a piace of my heart with u,The night to me is stil a reminder of what we have as the star'z remind me every time alook up
Im feeling emotinal
Unathi taliwe Apr 2015
My mind is a siner of good and evil i fear only the darkness,because i belve it has a way a changing reality and making thngs look worce befor ur ayes even the smallest thng could be fedal,daknes is a place of evil corsed by the pain and suffering one's heart has to indore,the pain that one fells its more than 1 can tell and it cannot be heal as they say u may heal the wound bt scares remain the same,the pain that we fell is cosed by the memories that we once had and lost and dreams that we have and lost as time passes by,then we fall 2 a place that its nt easy 2 get back 2,ths place is known as hell burning for al iternity bt thts nothng compare 2 the heart's pain,the devil smiles when u enter the world of revenge u ar tied and bonded until the end of days
Hate goes a long wai never fades
Unathi taliwe Jul 2015
The death one's warking the street  the is hunger in their belies,The is brain wash in their minds,The is horrified in the minds of the living every one is scared out of their boots,The devil is praised its his i deal of a world the streets ar forbbiden by the living but a shoping mall for the dead for food,The hunters are now the pray for the dead
Unathi taliwe Jan 2018
The more i try to fit in the more i get pushed aside
I'm the red Apple in the green Apple's tree
The more I try to paint myself to be like them I just make a joke of myself, And end in teas that can fill full a coffee mug
With these people life is like living in the moon no matter how hard you i try to stay on the ground gravity just pull me away into deep space were i can die alone
My very best is never good enough why
I'm stuck in a quicksand trying to be free but no one is reaching out to grab my hands
I'm tired now i fill like sleeping and wake up and this existence will just be a nightmare i just woke up to of an alone child wishing if things were different
Unathi taliwe Jan 2018
Beautiful they come in presence
Each different but unique in their special way
Unlimited wonders they bring surely they are a gift from God worth not harming or mistreatment of any kind but treatment of a royal highness to the highest order

Pillars they are that could support all of the pain of the world and still come out looking stronger and beautiful in those high hills they wear, Also with a smell of an unpicked Rose from the ground

A drug they are to men worth being addictive to if untaken for certain period of time could symbolise death as they roam the mind of those who accept them as they are not something else

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