TALES FROM GENESIS 30 #WHY I HATE MYSELF#

TALES FROM GENESIS 30

WHY I HATE MYSELF.

I am bereaved of thorns
bulling my stream of feelings.
Its risque gamy rauncy horns,
pulling down the antenna where
ardour sentiments doth
spring up like morning lily.

I hate myself for this glue
in my mouth.
Unseen, yet playing hide and seek
with ties that bound my emotions.
My voice like a loquacious Romoe,
avowing shadows of love.

Touched by love to profess love,
I laughed ’em out but bleed within.
Hiding my tears behind my smile,
hiding what reticence gave me.
I hate myself for this course,
cos the songs of solomon
have I commit to memory.
But who wilt fess? I hate myself.

ONYEM FURU N’ANYA
Be not vexed, for I eqaully hate myself.
The passing of each day,
reminds me thus, the dairy
where love tour is paste.
I smiled and seal all with tears.

The moving rage in my heart
gets cold and cold at thy sight.
The propelling force of love in Korea
did threw me high to read
all signs and languages of love.
I did! But you wouldnt want signs.

Help a helpless Romeo,
Teach me to swallow the hot
iron that conjure man to confess.
Give me kiss, the lips of chutzpah.
Not to follow REHAB,
but pour my heart to IFEMI.

JUDAISKY CARES

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