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  • Burning beds

    Burning beds

    "What have I done now? I'm sorry" 
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    Whenever jealousy spits its ugly green tail again on packed scars of my tortured face
    Fear starts to kick my chest, my heavy heart beats so fast my legs can't hold it
    Inside my burning soul my voice is trapped I'm miles away running to nowhere
    My bed is a deathtrap to my tortured soul and it turns a drunken monster's den
    I'm a punching bag of my own bloody painful tears of fear
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    "What have I done now? I'm sorry"
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    On my prayers he fall on his own anger
    My strength found me, Lord I run out
    On my speed now it was like he was after me, lurking on every corner I turn
    I'm not going back to him this time I swear, he forgot to be a lover he's a monster, I found my anger saying that - and thanks Lord he isn't chasing me
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    © Lungi Shigo Msusa

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