Deceiption
when they say, your heart keeper
will rise to the height of your killer
there i was denying
when my soul beckon that murder
and my affection quickly declair
there i stand smiling
when my eyes start to run
my heart begin to burn
there i was ignoring
when she throw a little smile
and my head cross the nile
there i feel no dying
when she gives the rain an invitation
and the soul her deception
there i was crying
when i asked my indentity
she said 'my heart declined your quality
there i mean nothing
when i questioned her intesion
she show a solemn rejection
there she was deceiving.
poem by Kemurl Fofanah
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