Category : Poems

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There’s no excuse for my excuses
But there are excuses for the sadness I endure 
There is no excuses for the stress that I brought 
But there is care in the stress I brought, failure is 
something I brought to u, sorrowful I made you 
Ur a moon that’s bright as the sun
Vigorous as that luminous aglow 
You are a gleam of the aubade also to others
The warmth of ya area brings brightness