Engr.Moronfolu Kayode Damilare

Off the shot
Through the eye of a needle
I tred my path through the valley of tear
following the beats of my heart
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How on earth do I compare a beautiful sight
With its glittering color, enough to capture
As much attention as required
The vivid picture in the memory
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What a lovely time with an angel
Whom with its wings flies up high in the heart
Touches the heart at the first glance
Drawing a picture of determination in the heart
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They are the wheels that rock my cart
The rats that race my cat
They are my life where in I lie for the rest I long deserve
High up are my flames burning like the grace of this glorious gate reserved
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What a beautiful day
smiling as the sun
with a lot to achieve
all lost in the smile of the precious sun
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Whispering to me
Telling you not to go
Why do i have to let go of you
but its not your wish
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