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Thursday 13 October 2011

SAD SONNET

I NEVER FELT LIKE THIS
EVER SINCE I WAS BORN
NOW I WILL MISS
BECAUSE SHE IS GONE

I CAN'T MEND MY BROKEN HEART
'CAUSE SOME PIECES ARE LOST AND MISSING
IT'S SUCH A WORK OF ART
'CAUSE FROM NOW ON I WON'T BE KISSING

IT'S BAD LUCK
BECAUSE I'M ALONE
WHEN DOGS BUCK
ME, I MOAN

BECAUSE SHE LEFT ME ALONE
WITH A BROKEN HEART ALONE.

BY: K NGUDU

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