Brigitte, the African Abcoulomb Igniting the darling design of our Acanthi Giant voice in my soundless Beginning Bigger for any write-hand adverb Raining rain on the raining tour Icing on...
When your strength is exhausted And your spirit is strapped of vigour… When you can no longer stand the 'shaking' And the horrors of life cause you to suffer bruxism…...
the preacher spat into our ears his very Truth Now our ears sting, stink my ears sting; He has started a riot of tongues of tongues and has killed the...
The way you look The way you talk Your dainty smiles Everything about you; The reason my saneness pends for moments of craze. The gracefullness of your beauty Has almost...
They say my story is more of folklore, But thinking close is breathtaking. My heart still bleeds as I nurse my emotional sore Memories of my dying brothers while fighting...
Is this love I sense? The sweet seducing silence, The strong static voice, Sotto voce; sweet caress, From our hearts’ first kiss. Is this love that sings? Sitting on my...
The darkest moments. Our oil running out Our lanterns gone dim. Our touches we set ablaze All quenched out. When we thought all hopes were gone. We saw the rays...
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