palesa deejay manaleng
Lost - Poem by palesa deejay manaleng
No one gets the frustration
Through our disconnection!
Oh how I hate thee!
Thee that vanishes my love out of my life
Ye that thinks thee knows
You laugh with your teeth showing
As a way of mocking me!
But my day will come
When my teeth will drip with your blood
My chest will be soaked with your fluids
The day will come when your flesh
Shall hang from my nails!
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