Kenneth Boitshepo

I'm the injury of love,
Road of darkness,
My sweet words,
Smooth talking,
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A sweet feeling of great
fondness taste like sugar,
Not sour.
Out here we have love-sick youth,
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I see no future amongs us,
Doomed youth indeed,
Light to guide us we need,
Jail is overcrowded,
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Dead thoughts
Fertiling fossils
Like a recycle bin
Menopausing minds of those
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Dreams faint, as i start to feel
Her absence in my heart
Minds played games,
Love is unknown.
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As a teenager, as a young boy
Me as a child,
Happiness was never on my side,
Parents were never close to me
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Everything I behold,
Forever it is gold.
Striving to find somthing so pure,
My troubling eyes has no cure.
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Through history, romance, tales,
Melodies described every deed.
Tune recall treasure, seized away
Pressure, rhymes with the heart as it beat.
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If death comes today
I shall be ready to depart,
Be ready to essense life in a meaningful way.
For my flesh has had enough,
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