Mugabe Victor
Have you ever felt lonely?
That all you desire is to be held tightly?
Have you ever gone to bed crying?
All night long until morning…
Have you ever felt your heart burning
So hot it even starts shining?
I’ve felt it
Felt it burn so hot
So much so that
I even craved for your dirty whispers
Those whispers
That make me hold you closely
Those whispers that turned my blood black without warning
Black and painfully soar …
Pain so beautifully bitter …
I gaze up at the skies and wish to see you later.
They called you a shooting star..
I see how wrong they were..
For you are no mere star
Because you are my everyday rockstar.
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