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Black hole


Overwhelmed by curses of your selfish decision that threw you in a black hole,

Overwhelmed by heat of the salty sweat on your chest,

tired of running, got to surrender, tired of lies,

take your childish words back,

I know you don’t want anymore.

Soothing thy pain with poetry, wisdom in your sights, looking for altar,

can’t afford to spoil the future, close your eyes and feel the warmth of these darkness, it’s been ages in that hole seems like your soul found peace.

 

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Tsietsi

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