THE SWEET PAIN

isa kemmy



 

Twisted mind,

pained my heart,

to sent him in the sands,

yet i felt hurt,

but sending him in pieces,

thinking i'll be in peace,

ending up bruised

 

lifting thy hand up

hope he'll reach,

call me for a rap,

lyricsed by his preach,

on my beauty dap,

but i send him off,

 

I caged the inner,

not a secret all all,

then saw myself camouflage,

like a prey chameleon,

weak strong  i stood, 

but i played a roll,

no actress can.

 

 

 

  • Author: imma isa kemmy (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 16th, 2025 04:21
  • Category: Unclassified
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