vanidia Ogega Poems

I have heard of the land
Where feet don't parch
But thoughts roam free
Spreading like a poisonous vapor
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The moon lights the night
But only at full capacity
When I trudge through the dark paths
With nothing but my thoughts
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When it rains, it pours,
And trickles down the leaves.

With a bitter cry, the skies open
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I watched the tears fall
From your eyes as the rain fell
And stood my ground
Only drained
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