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My thoughts: thinly veiled, faintly spewed. I don’t write for words. I write as a ritual to transcend passages. I go through hallways of myself. As I glimpse shadows of beings past. I remember my stories grasping hairs and breaths of them. And stuffing them into my incompleteness. I write to finish my story. Reaching a tail end till I realise the prologue has just begun. This stones of fire has now become the fairy tale I’ve grown comfortable with. My words are a gasp for air. I write to know me. You are...
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My thoughts: thinly veiled, faintly spewed. March 2, 2016. And so I saw the child. Unmapped by the places she had been. And I asked, if I don’t know that. How can I know where we are going? She said we don’t have to. But blood unscared and unsalted. With pain, seemed tasteless to my. I am to love you forever. But first trace a path through my bleeding. Hands and taste of me. Dip your hands in my pool. Perhaps be tainted, not so clean. Color your lines and harden your edges. And I will always be with you.
The story | TroubadourAfrica
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My thoughts: thinly veiled, faintly spewed. December 27, 2015. Its amazing how unassuming one can be. When a dawn that eclipses the sun bursts in. To change life as we know it. I remember our genesis. When as traversing wise men with the guiding star. Your eyes led me to you. We spoke as walking shadows. Your words reflecting depths I hadn’t thought of. My mirror staring back at me. We counted down hours as seconds. Our minds mated, leading to an eruption. That could only be mildly addressed as mortals.
Autumn leaves | TroubadourAfrica
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My thoughts: thinly veiled, faintly spewed. January 2, 2016. Its not easy unburdening myself. What was once beautifully carried and held. The only logic when I met you was falling for you. Now, the only meaning is that you be the one to fall so I’ll grow. It will be a cold winter unlearning you. What was once beautifully carried. Scattered out, looking like pieces of me. Are etched around it. It would be a cold winter unlearning you. I’ll embrace myself against this cold. And learn me again in the process.
I have you today | TroubadourAfrica
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My thoughts: thinly veiled, faintly spewed. I have you today. July 4, 2015. I have you today. Its the only thing I can think about. Today I will hold you,. Stare at you blocking out any remembrances of tomorrow. Intertwining fingers, we will whisper sweet nothings of past that never was before now. And tomorrows that will never be. I have you today. May I be able to spread out this day. Hold you before the ark. And days after the godlys are gone. I would give out everyday before this happened.
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My Romeo loves me, I just know it. It’s plain to see as he straddles me, making me squirm underneath him, his phallus pressed against my thighs, his huge, naked, masculine body pressing me to the ground, making me gasp for air. I’d call it a crush but that would be juvenile, besides, I love him too. My heart flutters when he’s near, I find myself at a loss of words in his presence and he makes me want to be better. We met only two weeks ago, yet our love is unquestionable. And we were alone a lot. Later ...
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My thoughts: thinly veiled, faintly spewed. March 2, 2016. And so I saw the child. Unmapped by the places she had been. And I asked, if I don’t know that. How can I know where we are going? She said we don’t have to. But blood unscared and unsalted. With pain, seemed tasteless to my. I am to love you forever. But first trace a path through my bleeding. Hands and taste of me. Dip your hands in my pool. Perhaps be tainted, not so clean. Color your lines and harden your edges. And I will always be with you.
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