Fabrice Wonga

“I-miss-you” because you blessed my heart with pure joy,
When you cared for me in my youth,
With a kind-spirited finger you touched my heart,
Now fingerprints of your legacy remain,
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As we part, my heart aches: it still loves your name.

As we part, my soul weeps: it still loves you the same.
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The harsh breeze hits my face

Still I withstood the cold air blitz
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Why be so numb why be so numb

Why look at pain and try act dumb
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If I gave you a day

A day filled not with dismay
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If I wrote a song

Would you sing along?
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Let me call you love

When loneliness drizzles on my heart
When yesterday stalks me
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I’m not the player my appearance portrays
I’m not the black man society perceives
I’m not the arrogance my swagger betrays
I’m the epitome of what my tongue conceives
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I tried to speak,
But my lips couldn’t move,
My mind blanked with awe,
The beauty of her beauty grooved and left me speechless,
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My hatred is like a centurion
It leads my thoughts to battle
Blocks all arrows of rationality
Deceives me with weak reason
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