My Own Proclivity - Poem by angela Tenorio
i have my own weakness, own propensity
i don't know how to conquer this insanity
how long would i suffer?
will my weakness let me down forever?
i have to work hard enough
before my fears struggle with situations so tough
i need you to cheer me up
to make me realize that i can do better that a coffee cup
my weakness is actually sadness
together with a devastating foolishness
help me my honey, my darling
together we can make a difference and together we can form a new being
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