Poems from Chisanga franklin

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Son of Jae an offspring of amaranthine fragrances A.K.A the last piece of Edgar Allan Poe
'Tis the silence I found in your violence, My sane soul ponders this stillness, Brought under your silken token, My love for you is still...
A wizard of love I say, the first day I laid my eyes on her, My mind grieved for her cell number, Her smile was a bomb that split my five...
Tis a four letter word i give to you, i hope it blossoms in your bosom, A four letter word i give, Whether it be, D. O. V. E or I. O. V. E...

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