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  • brownbag 3d

    SAMBA NEZINSIZWA!

    WHEN MOTHERS CRY.
    TEARS NEVER MAKE IT DOWN.
    KUBA ISONA SKHATHI
    SAMADODANA
    SOKUKHOMBISA
    UKUTHI SIZALWA ZINSIZWA!

    UKHAKHAYI WAGCOSTHWA NGEGAZI
    LEZNKUNZ' EZIMHLOPHE.

    PHELA UKHUMBULE ASAMBI SODWA.

  • brownbag 4d

    LOVE PROMISCUITY

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    MEL OD

    EXPERIENCE OF MY.
    MY EXPERIENCE WITH YOU.
    WITH THEM.
    WITH MYSELF.
    IS ENGRAVING A SPIRIT OF DESTRUCTION.
    SUBTLE PROMISES,
    AFTER ME YOU'LL NEED RECONSTRUCTION.

    THE PAIN OF MY SWEETNESS DILUTED WITH CARE WILL BECOME MALICIOUS.
    THE INVISIBLE MAN IS ALWAYS ON A MISSION.
    DOES HIS JOB WELL.
    ©brownbag

  • brownbag 6w

    YOU SAY YOU BELIEVE IN GOD
    WELL, ACT LIKE IT!
    ©brownbag

  • brownbag 8w

    LOVE

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    I LOVE YOU AND IF ITS ALRIGHT, I NEED YOU.

    I WANT YOU.
    I NEED YOU.
    WHEN I SAY "I NEED YOU"
    IM NOT TALKING SURVIVAL
    IM NOT TALKING DEATH
    IM SPEAKING PAIN
    YEAH I WOULDN'T DIE IF I COULDN'T BE WITH YOU.
    BUT, THE PAIN WOULD BE TOO MUCH.
    NIGHTS UNSLEPT WOULD BE TOO LONG.
    TUMMY GRUMBLES WOULD BE TOO LOUD.
    MY TEAR TANK WOULD GO EMPTY.
    MY CHEST WOULD GROW HEAVY.
    MY GUT WOULD SHAKE AT THE SIGHT OF YOUR NAME.

    SO WHEN I SAY I NEED YOU
    PLEASE BRING ME TEA.
    ©brownbag

  • brownbag 8w

    I KNOW EVERYTHING.

    I KNOW WHAT I WANT AND I WANT IT
    ©brownbag

  • brownbag 8w

    I KNOW WHAT I WANT AND I WANT IT.

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    YOU ARE SPECIAL. ATLEAST TO ME

    IS IT NOT SPECIAL FOR ONE TO WANT SOMETHING SO PASSIONATELY.
    SO MUCH IF THAT WHICH WERE TO BRING IMMEASURABLE PLEASURE, TO REPLACE THE LATTER.
    HE WOULD DENY IT.
    FOR A STEADY ABUNDANCE OF FULFILLMENT THROUGH SPRITUAL MEANING.
    ©brownbag

  • brownbag 8w

    RANDOM

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    I SAW A STAR A FEW MINUTES AGO

    I layed alone in my room,gazing at an empty sky.
    This one bright star appeard.
    On it's own no others in sight.
    With a strong bright presence.
    It flickered.
    As if it were going to burn out.
    I found myself rooting for this star.
    Hoping the shine came to a steady halt.
    The flickering slowed.
    As I invested more interest on this star
    An inferno of a cloud came and shattered my sight.
    As I wrote about this.
    Took a quick glance or two, the star rose back.
    The flower petals bloomed back in spirit.
    But the clouds once again came and buried the star once more.

    Am I the star, is she the star.
    Am I that lonely that I spend my Saturday night looking at a stupid star.
    ©brownbag

  • brownbag 8w

    DO NOT PLEASE

    I DON'T WANT TO TELL YOU I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH.
    I WANT TO SHOW IT.
    SO PLEASE DO NOT TELL ME YOU LOVE ME.
    ©brownbag

  • brownbag 8w

    LOVE SACRIFICE

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    YOU SAY YOU LOVE THEM.

    YOU SAY YOU LOVE THEM, IF SO
    HOW MUCH OF YOU ARE YOU WILLING TO GIVE UP FOR THEM.

    AND ASK THEM THAT?
    ©brownbag

  • brownbag 8w

    Mental

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    DRUNK 4AM'S

    SAD THAT A SOBER MIND CAN BE HELL'
    FOR A LOT.
    ©brownbag