Here me out
Fighting fickle feelings of my feeble heart My mind meddles many mounting thoughts Failed the polygraph again.... Yes I lied I chocked on the truth... no not today One kiss could be the best feeling My lie drags me back to my dark exodus Shake sphere was short of words Soyinka's vault laid bare and bankrupt Pythagoras told me his calculations was wrong Mozart couldn't compose a matching symphony Scholars and philosophers stood dumbfounded My heart has met it's grand-master For me, this is where I call checkmate Who can help explain how I feel My kryptonite... yes it's you Just here me out please!!! It's no joke Me minus you? I'd opt for the stroke My mind is a racetrack turbine You cast a spell on me... was it the wine?
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I am a young writer who communicates best my visions best with my pen. I paint abstracts from the minefield of my mind.
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