Broken Promises
She held the broken pieces of herself Crying over the mess she had made
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She held the broken pieces of herself Crying over the mess she had made
Look into my eyes Dear,
Sometimes it hurts To think of the hurt
Into the void he wanders. Clutching on to hope;
I'm high not on spirits, But lively with holy spirit,
On my journey to Paradise, I met an abalone,
[Edited by Agatha Bahati] Who am I?
Bitter sweet self They told me to make it a light work,
Maybe I'll have a daughter, She'll be my princess
Brightly coloured petals, scattered on the lush ground,
Cursed Blessings They say water is life,
I know I rapped out at your advice, Ratting through life in search for the future,