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Wednesday, 13 September 2017
Riding on the Wings of Love
With your words and deeds and the frown on your Face
You killed me inside , guess it’s the end of the race
It’s like you murdered me, buried me in a catacomb and threw dust on my casket
But I’m alive
That means i survived
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DEEP LOVE:Tho death could kill the bridegroom it could not kill the ring
LOVE KILLS
WHY LOVE IS DRENCHED IN TEARS
HOW DEEP COULD LOVE GET
Came back from the ashes, riding on the wings of Love
A possession you’ve ever desired to have
But can’t Have
Because you don’t deserve and even if you deserved, she will decline to serve
You, because of who you are
When i was married to you, all i ever felt was pain, no gain
You’ve grieved the Spirit, you drove me insane
Jealousy was always written all over your Face when you saw me speaking to my good neighbour LOVE
I remember that night , you chased her out of my House ,i rebuked telling you she was a good and true friend most people desire to Have
But it all fell on deaf ears,3 weeks later ,you were back on the same habit, aarrgh! The Nerve
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DEEP LOVE:Tho death could kill the bridegroom it could not kill the ring
LOVE KILLS
WHY LOVE IS DRENCHED IN TEARS
HOW DEEP COULD LOVE GET
There was a time you told her to never cross the boundary,
Warned you to stop harassing her, but you blinded by Luxury You drew the line on the sand
I remember the expression on her Face. She was Sad
For a moment i was blind till that day
I heard you talking to your Best friend over the phone saying t.. CONTINUE READING IN THIS FREE BOOOKLET
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