I write this words with ink borrowed
From the pages of the frame hanging in my heart
Every letter tells a story
Of how unconsciously I fell in love
I tried to tore my heart's out
Maybe I could take away memories of you
But my love for you sinked too deep
I wouldn't survive on my own without you
I went to fetch for clay
To mold a vass filled with pieces of my feelings for you
So I may keep you close to my heart
And water the flowers growing inside
All Right Reserved (c) Akan E. Udofia 2016
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