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mistaken
flowers mistaken for shrubs
maybe I should ask, are pigeons doves?
its obvious some masons love to design buildings..
I got a real shot on my health from drugs prescribed by a nurse..
evident from rashes that became my new skin.
I misplaced my pen, in the midst of ill health
Its been long I made the paper smile with my Ink touch...
ma poetry book gone dusty, ma ink drying up
not writing for a day is like centuries.
buh now its over three days, damn!!!!
all because a pin of sickness struck ma poetic blood.
maybe I ll never let a pharmacist diagnose me again or mistake a fish for fish.
maybe I should ask, are pigeons doves?
its obvious some masons love to design buildings..
I got a real shot on my health from drugs prescribed by a nurse..
evident from rashes that became my new skin.
I misplaced my pen, in the midst of ill health
Its been long I made the paper smile with my Ink touch...
ma poetry book gone dusty, ma ink drying up
not writing for a day is like centuries.
buh now its over three days, damn!!!!
all because a pin of sickness struck ma poetic blood.
maybe I ll never let a pharmacist diagnose me again or mistake a fish for fish.
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