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Just Like Mama
Evening fell—Papa returned,
Storm in step, and fire in eyes.
In the dim-lit room, he saw
A little girl curled in silence,
He touched her head—
A tired stroke, half-love, half-lost.
He saw her doll—tattered, torn,
Matted hair, a bruised cheek, a wounded lip.
His temper sparked, his face turned flame—
“Just yesterday, I brought her home with joy—
What ruined her so soon, this toy?”
Th...
Wednesday 11th June 2025 8:26 am
Waking Up
I still can't believe
That its came to be
You were my soulmate
It was supposed to be fate
Thought I was at heaven's gate
But wait!
You came disguised
I couldn't see past your deceit and lies
You took me on a ride
Caught me by surprise
Said all the right things
Didn't even need any diamond rings
Put me in a daze
Got me lost in the maze
Til all I could see i...
Monday 26th October 2015 11:29 pm
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