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Flames of Truth
I wish you were near
Despite the heartache and headache
Because of anger that burns
In my heart and make tears
Drop from my eyes.
The truth from your heart
Could flame and freeze
The burning heart.
Once you could have told me the truth
It was easily for me
But you planned to cheat
My heart still hurt and cause pain
In my heart.
The truth from far can flame to my heart
And low my heart temperature.
poem
by
Emmanuel Chris Nyasulu
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