Dead end Love. (How she changed)A Poem by Ayanda MtetoWe love those who don’t love us, still hoping for their love that will never come.
I once knew a gel and how she changed- Not her clothes or her shoes But her mind, Her feelings about the way she loved-me At least I thought she did And now her phone just rings and rings Onion rings tears her silence brings Her phone just rings and rings- No answer just my heart full of questions. © 2012 Ayanda MtetoAuthor's Note
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Added on April 11, 2012Last Updated on April 12, 2012 AuthorAyanda MtetoDurban, I am a free spirit, i dont belong to a system., South AfricaAboutI love to write alot, mostly poems. I have a passion for drawing, I love mystries, that enigmatic scent with contradictions, I am a simple guy encapsulated with all the complication left most trouble.. more..Writing
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