now join me in dis-belief

Chris Muga
Jul 21, 2017 · 2 min read

perhaps i’ll write about pili in a night that i’m not willing,
i’ll think about her face, and how we met in the first place,
i’ll think about her nice eyes,
how she chose me in a room
in a room full of nice guys,
i’d like to think i’m clever but i’ll never ever know,
how she charmed me, she dis-armed me, she just had to show her glow,
she would lead and i would go,
and after all that sorrow, when i borrowed she just gave her heart,
she sat beside me on the beach,
we were enstranged and out of reach,
she never spoke much with her lips,
though her eyes had all the secrets of the heavens and this world,
she’s the saddest girl i know man,
i wished her pains were also mine,
but no, she cloaks so well,
she cloaks so well
she cannot tell,
i saw her once in hell,
just in my dreams, i heard the screams,
she’s the saddest girl i know man,
and i’m the saddest man i know,
and when we got together,
well, that’s the furthest we could go.
now she’s a broken heart,
a broken heart,
a broken heart,
oh how did this start?
i guess she smiled back when i did,
and now she never does,
and if she does it quickly fades
i fell in love with her,
i fell in love
i fell in love
i found heaven in the saddest face
and vowed to never leave
but somehow i left,
now join me in disbelief.

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