kemurl fofanah Poems

Who had we as the president man?

Surely the lord's will proclaimed someone can
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we came
we game
but we were protected
and still we tested
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As the bullets current draws the soul of
Abraham Lincoln

As dreamers drown in fairy tales of extacy
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Shall i tell you of a woman i saw?

Her beauty so rear more than any earthly ornamented core
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He said he loves me
Just like the many other guy
He say im the best he had ever see
Oh God, not again not another lie
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Beautiful woman

A pearl rose beholden to every moral man
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We are two limbs patching our wings
Twas guided by perfect winds
The green scenery use to creates temptation
But the vast blue sky was giving better impression
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Born in the midst of pain
Raised in the depth of strain
I'm a dumb little man
my voice is not more that a blowing fan
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An empty can all alone
Wandering the street with fleshless bone
Only the artist design bluff on the surface
But still rust peeped, praying to grab his whole face
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you are the best artists
You hang my skin on the wall and drew me with ulna dip into my blood
You are great
You drew my face on your heart and paint it with love
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