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If only you knew, it’s you,The one to whom I’ve given my heart.Now I’m down in the dumps, so blue,Separated, no contact, torn apart. I’d do anything to have you back,My heart aches because you’re not near.Another chance, I’d take that crack,I swear! This pain feels unfair. Alas, it’s I who bears the sorrow,Believing in […]

It is down to the last two,Should I pick you or you?I’ve sifted the others away,Now it comes down to nay or yay. I really like these two chics,Confused about whom to pick.Both make my insides tick,And bring me to my knees, weak. One is my favorite, it’s true,But the other I can’t quite shoo.Her

There is more beyond the horizon,You have to venture to see it.Life is larger than your vision—You’re blessed, though you don’t perceive it. Good health is very underrated,Yet we all take it for granted.I’ve been well for so long, you see,It feels as though I’m too strong for me. Alas, life and health are fickle,I

A true friend and my best mateConsiders if I can eventually be her mateI have loved you for a whileHoping our bond would be worthwhile The second spark, a recent flameYet doubt lingers, if my love can claimHer heart open with words freely sharedWould we last three months plus? I have feared One swept me

This just feels rightCould it be love at first sight?You made the first move…I’ve found in you a treasure trove! Solomon’s chapter rings in my earNot hearing from you, I shed a tear“Is this early butterflies?” I ask myself.I shall be positive and nothing else. Did I mention it’s been less than a month?All I

It can happen to you as wellThere have been many that have fallenWhen she calls, it might be your bellThen, we all stand around, sullen You could get taken on a tripIt has reached where it’s no longer that deepHer hands are wet, cold; blood dripsShe doesn’t need to be a wolf hiding among sheep

The world is oh, so small,Why would we start a brawl?With so much potential to share,Why act like you don’t care? Life is such a beautiful thing,And love has so much it brings,Not just to the bold and cheeky,But also to those who are needy. Shall I be an outcast,In a life that’s meant to

It happened in just less than a minute,I wish I had the foresight to have seen it.But here I am, a few days later,Confessing through a piece of paper. So there I was, moving away from the shitter,It slipped from my hand, thinking I was a keeper.After several attempts to no avail,It fell into it,

I am sitting in the corner by myselfHoping not to cause any trouble againYou gone done it again all by thyselfEmotions similar to shame’s racking my brain My sins like demons dance around me tauntingVivid visions of mistakes, forever, me, hauntingI am bewildered, praying to be delivered, wanting-To get another chance, curse my pride, fronting.

As the world rotates and I get older,With battle scars like that of a soldier,I’ve won, I’ve lost; I’m still around,Few tales to tell, some will astound. Lost some friends along the way,Life has lifed, yet like a cherry,Progress, what else can I say?I try to live with no worry. Alas, I’m a single pringle,