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Thursday, February 3, 2011

AZANIA NIGHT

Humbled, scrambled, scrabble, rumble
Squeezed, teased, pleased, quizzed,
Missed, kissed a struggle ceased

Day to day
May till taday, i pray
So hard to say that you may
Be with me that rainy day lest am covered in clouds gray

Times endless, words formless even when i return to dust
Your face, our place, that mess and just in caes the stone is cast
The anger, the linger, the singer, the valley of jiggers all but our love a must
Swaying, crying, laying, playing and craving for you as i thirst
The fights, pains, lies, joys, yet i know you and i will last.

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