fragments of my heart falling apart at the seams;
i crawl towards the fading light,
in my mind logically interweaved thoughts of my parents lost identity
a false believe they held from the craddle to the grave
i uncover stories they never heard
for fortune favors only the brave
i've seen better heads on nickel beers!
she told me what i do is a leap in the dark,
i can't rear a false identity
within my heart resides pain big around as a molasses barrel
in my mind thoughts and ideas quarell
but accepting that this is who am i will only be a theory for the lost
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Author:
Mpho Leteng (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 26th, 2012 05:38
- Category: Family
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Comments2
Turn it around and let it shine, it can sound a little bizarre but it helps to see more than just a side. 🙂
Best.
THIS WAS DEEP GOOD WORK
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