Emma Uzoigwe Poems

This is for a special someone, a fellow that made me yellow like the sun. Heat blazzing, the good times flow by the dozens. Back then blazzing ment a different thing to you and I. I can't stand to watch you do this, you say you don't understand but i know you do.

Why do you care so much is all i hear you say. i blow up, hide my pain from the hurt of a friend with a glare fit for a superior fined. how dare you ask me that! i'm ashamed that you think i wouldn't care. i shared my adolesences wirh you. the acne, the fear within the interrior scene. a sight i thought i'd never see is ever so clear in front of me. how could it be? you promised me years of friendsfhip, you were the one, not a chance that you'd be gone, thought you were so cool. boy put the lortab down, the way i feel, i fear that if you don't our ship will sail with only one of us on it rememicing, wishing it was back in the day, when we were like cousins, chilling, heat blazzing while the good times flow by the dozens. now you just a villan not a cousin at all.
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Red is that hot love we all have or hope we'll find.
Red is that cold burning hatered voided by most, avoided by all.
Red in full is life in full.
Lack of red, the white. The purity we all seek but are bleak to the fact that its death. No breath.
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