When blue skies turn grey
And passion fades away
When heart struggle to beat
For the blood is curdled in the veins
And beauty burns to ash
Robbed of its seat
Wherefore, I am full of scars
But where are my wounds
They run too deep for eye to see
Here, just below the breast
A little to the left
Is where it broke in
Ripped through the skin
And tore open my flesh
And lodged itself firmly in my chest
Now, what do I do with
This pain lodged firmly in my soul

©Uzezi Ologe

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