Treasure Island

Phineas Molale

(1986-28-05 / Soweto-White City)

I'll be back!


I have walked all dusty roads and got tired
I took a rest and there was no difference
I looked at the roads ahead and I saw no future
I looked back to the past
I've lost and left something
I've dropped something
My pride wouldn't let me come back
But love is ruling my emotions
Pardon me but I can't move on
Sooner than later
I'll be back

Submitted: Tuesday, January 03, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, January 03, 2012
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  • Siyabonga a Nxumalo (1/9/2012 4:53:00 AM)

    Isizulu sithi indoda ayihlatshwa ngomkhonto owodwa..never loose when you loose on something, come back stronger the following time..keep penning lil bro! (Report) Reply

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