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Fake promises, Fake promise, and your words so sweet. I, the innocent girl becomes crazy you tell me you love me, But all you want is to satisfy your selfish desires. You tell me I am the most beautiful girl in the world, but all you want is to flatter me. You tell me you will never leave me whatever happens But all you want is to make me lose my guard, Time comes when I am pregnant You tell me you are not responsible, that you are too young You tell me you cannot marry an ugly person like me. That I am not your class, that I am it wasn’t you, The most beautiful girl in the world I was, but now I am no more. A fatherless child comes into the world No one to call dad, No one to lift her when she falls down and hurts herself No one to run to when mum spanks her Your fake promises, your foolish promises Oh selfish boy, master of lies Who have brought all these misery on me and on your innocent child whom you have rejected. Will I believe you boy, Never never in my life I will be master of myself, I will control my destiny I will educate myself and Show you what I can do, foolish boy the master of lies. Fake promises fake promises Copyright ©2008 Miriam Musonda-salati
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Feb 11, 2012
Feb 11, 2012 at 3:23 PM UTC
Fake Promises
Let Me Be A Child by Mirriam Mk Salati The age of innocent looted violently The narrated tale of the order met harshly Let me feel secure in my home Let me realise that love is always the norm I cant remember the sunshine on my face I work all day in a cramped space I cant remember how it feels to play free I cant recall how it feels to climb a tree Sharttered-self-worth from blows and knocks A"good" child keeps quite never talks Let me know when I make you proud. Help me to have pride in my own accomplishments And let me earn your trust Trust me and i wont let you down Let me try my wings,sour through the sky, touching evry cloud If i fail let me know its ok then encourage me to try again.... and whats More' Let me be a Child'
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Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 3:55 AM UTC
Let Me Be A Child........
Let Me Be A Child by Mirriam Mk Salati shartterd-self-worh with blows and knocks a "good" child keeps quite never talks let me know when i make you proud help me to have pride in my own accomplishments and let me earn your trust \trust me and i wont let you down let me try my wings,sour through the sky touching every cloud if i fail let me know its ok then encourage me to try again let me know that you love me with a pat or a hug on the back let me tell you when iam sad and blue let me tell you when iam angry even at you. let me know that even on my worst days... your love is unending always let me dream...... share with you when my dreams come true share my tears when they dont. and pretend that everything is alright..and then encourage me to try again
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Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 4:01 AM UTC
Let Me Be A Child
A Poem For My Dead Grandma by Mirriam Mk Salati Grandma, you're My heavenly engel All that you were Is what inspired me to be Your home,your love and your warmth And everything good. Your arms were always open And ever ready to shelter me from harm Your heart was ever full of love Your words were ever full of hope And I want you to know How much I appreciated you and still do And your unsoiled wings Your courage and your happiness You showed me while you're stil alive. I miss you, all my love
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Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 5:21 AM UTC
A Poem For My Grandma
Scivolando silenziosi sulla strada sinuosa senza sentire sapori scientificamente salati serviti solo sui saliscendi solari Stavamo scalciando scomodi salmi sapendoci signori socchiusi soltanto da errabondi usurai musa dalle mille parole socchiudi il silenzio sigillando i miei battiti nel delirio di un bacio
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Mar 24, 2013
Mar 24, 2013 at 6:34 AM UTC
sinuosamentesenzasenso
A special Friend by Mirriam Mk Salati In my life, i've been up and down, Sad, sunny,gray, and blue. But i confess that i was blessed the day i met you! \The ones we love will often ask Can i help you through it?" But a friend like you never asks; you just set out to do it. \And i can think of nothing in life that i'd rather do than spend my days with a special friend like you.
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Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 3:47 AM UTC
A special Friend