22 July 2010

My Queen; A Jezebel

You tell all these lies
I don't know why
felt I could die
yet you still deny
I saw with my eyes
how in his arms you lie
I send my star to say hi
and then you walk out of my sky
Please tell me why.
In Pain there is no gain
not in this game,
game of no aim.
The rain fell again
wet! yet I still remain
you came, turned off my flame
left me cold and plain
you stroke my mane
and then use it for a cane
be that as it may
your heart still is my domain
and my name,
would you please call again.

Fimisola-Samuel

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