by : Bacardi Gold
03/dec/2022
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In the midst of the olden days
reeling off from my mind it lays
gone-by moments years i've used-up
I only take-in the good ones back
rough forbearance triggered my tears
hurting my heart and it did coerce
rebounding memories keep talking in silence
knocking at the door of my lucid conscience
i will be home i know not when
the good, the bad the excuses and then
prayers were said its righteous acumen
so be it, judgment among men
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