Dedicated to JinjleAbatayo

Jinjle

Journals I composed are supposed to give meaning

I am falling and failing

No nights have gone by and I still think the love I lost

Jaunty life I had was struck by a white frost

Listening to the unruffled syllables of secrets, I hide my quiet tears

Even your noxious pledges and tattered vows steer me in fears.

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BC

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