THE LAST CHAPTER OF OUR SAD DIARIES

by SAKHILE INNOCENT MHLANGA   May 4, 2017




THE LAST CHAPTER OF OUR SAD DIARIES

How do I brand my issues, Tissues?
The oppression prepared a strong bond, with my veins
Departing of one is not as easy, as having them together
The wickedest, made a stout connection inside me
Hurting the never shriek

Scheming against, my blood schedules
Influencing every choice, I make
Kicked, ere considering, ere deciding
In nor corners, but curves

How to loosen the years I conceded?
The pains I collected,
The tears that fell,
Still not enough
The definition is now of another contingence
Occurring at Amazements

Exchanging talks, for looks
After telling half stories to hate
Malice, takes part in our sad diaries

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