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If we’re truly the same and one
How come you left me for dead and forlorn?
How come you left me to wonder,
having flashbacks on how I use to glitter
Now I rot in this ruse of litter
while you shine and me, bitter
If we’re truly one, how come I’m on my knees
just to get small crumbs of your cheese?
How come you let my tears dry,
while I wait just to get a little bite?
If we are truly one
How come you left me lonesome,
and not even bother to help me carry on.
But I want to truly let you know
that you may end up in my shoes tomorrow.
Olufunmbi Aransiola
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Monday, March 08, 2010 |
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