Masika Wafula Biography

In my daily errands
I have bumped into many
More willing to be looked at
But not so beautiful
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My darling dear
To whom love entrust in me here
Fear not move near
Want to whisper into your ear
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Empress
Our last embrace
Chest against chest
Merged heart throbs
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Worthless life
Limited oxygen yet the basic
Blame it on the stinging stench
From the burst sewer lines
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Out of the heart`s store
Words of the mouth flow
Words of counsel
Words of deceit alike
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