I have loved many
But only a few know
I have envisaged many in my sleep
And I relish our brief rendezvous
I have disappointed some too
And I apologize
Some well-meaning intentions
Got quelled even before they had a form of expression
It was not you
It was me
For those who still hope,
Pray for a better man
I wish you love
I wish you joy
I wish you life
And I’d like you to know
That somewhere beneath my skull
Is a memory
And that memory is you
Written not with ink
But the likeness of blood
Awwww!!!! Y do I feel like dis has to do with……..😉
Wonderful….
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Who?
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I really like your art. It’s a great thing you’re doing. I saw it on a friend’s FB wall.
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Thanks Rume 🙂
I’m happy you do.
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Wow nice. I like this!!!
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Thanks Grace 🙂
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Wow! Wat a talent? More greese to ur elbor
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Thanks 🙂
Amin!
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personal, beautiful.. it’s like you’re writing for both of us.. I share this thought with you.
Nice piece bro
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Thanks Tea-Fizzy
I’m glad I got a partner in crime 🙂
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