Poems

MY DANCE OF SHAME

dance of shame became my dance of honour. But don’t celebrate my downfall yet my friend-enemies. No, It’s not over until the music stops.

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Poems

S.C.A.R.S

I’ll look myself in the face and tell me some truth, Or maybe, tell you some truth, You see. If I was the devil, With such vigour to do evil, And I have a rival gifted as you, I will suddenly arrive on you I will bring you down

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