Iqmat Akande Poems

No cry would I ever shed
For that I'm under a shade
In shadows would my heart be found
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You are not my friend,
You took away my friends
Leaving me with absence
Thinking of how it could make sense
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I miss those times
That I get forehead kisses
Like your most adorable
I miss those times
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U showed them that u are not a teen
Keep roasting them in their tin
How else would it have been
The haves are now on reserve
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