JUSTICE CHIKANDAMINA
Poetic Verses From The Heart
Saturday, November 23, 2019
must i spill my guts
Churning and turning
must i spill my guts
my insides
are working
on my spirit
nothing is as it seems
i am like Alice
wondering
why must one
be in wonderland
where one was
that seemed
to be purgatory
was the only place
next to heaven
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