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| Felix Brambaifa |
By Felix Brambaifa
My heart is set on purpose
Your remorse before it is frail
Ours is now like a withered rose
Onto death its destiny must sail
Take with you the memories
Whether sweet or bitter, its yours
For me, they inflict great miseries
Reminder, your love became a curse
Not a moment for thoughts of you
Nor in loneliness wish our union reforged
Now i know good maidens are few
Not even available in Gods own church
Carry your pride further beyond
To a place ignorance high esteemed
Make of him this shattered bond
But a slave he becomes to your greed
Never a man more unfortunate than him
than he fettered to your cold embrace
A minion now to your caprice and whim
Unchained, doomed for a terrible disgrace
Finally i must run beyond your reach
No more victim to the songs of your deceit
Free from the doctrines your deceit do preach
Your claims over me you now forfeit
The true maidens u seek
ReplyDeleteLies only in ur minnds eye
Nnever will u even get a peek
Lest u imprint on those for who u now sigh
True maidens are not always in our minds eyes and if we chose, we can get that peek, in fact we always do, that is why we have 'expectations'of what that maiden should be like.
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