A Blister of Fate
All is but the name
You keep it for fame
Am an observer!
But it's nice to be
For the great it does to me
Am a victim!
I curse you my stew
I found you hard to chew
Am a patient!
Oh, here we join
To explore the groin
Call us AN EXPERT!
Love is a blister of fate
When it hurt then you hate
So am a poet!
poem by Buyunde Acura Sylivester
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