Awo AngelaLouise Kokutse Poems

Imagine if the pillow I cried on was you chest
Or the tissues I used to wipe my tears away were your hands
Would it be cool?
Would you mind if I called you my boo?
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I hope you are happy with your choice now
I hope you are happy with the mistakes you made
and all the things you said that pierced through my heart and stayed in my head
I hope you are full of joy now
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One more slice won't do any harm
It went through my chest and straight to my arm
One more lick won't move the pounds high
But it went through my legs and wobbled my thighs
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Diamonds and Pearls
Kings, queens and earls
Satin and silk ivory or two
Roses and love, feathers and you
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