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CUDDLE

You need the humble
I’ll make it double
So keep me out of trouble
Hurdles are troubly bubbly
I need You to be cuddly

II
I am like a thin cloud
Hanging between earth and thick clouds
Knowing not whose pull
Will honour the beckoning of its tool
Make, the pain, cool

III
Do I need to look “fly” and cry
As I kneel at your statues?
Or perhaps shout for the rains to send me tumbling?
Most tears result from fears
Most queers hound from fears
So fears, your traps?
I refrain from going further
Just let me walk with my head high
As I am pulled by forces too strong
You are my strength after all
So please cuddle
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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