As akɔnɔ-bɔne rears its head…asking to be fedAnd this big bed brags side coldness…in a tormenting sadnessI feel like plucking a commander on a power tree…to whip him for my emotional fee IIWhy? I sigh!I too need securityAnd I have one with a surety So why hold him with impunityOn a night when this weather […]
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