Paul Kgaje

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13/02/2026
In the dark of night, your face was all I saw.
02/03/2024

In the dark of night, your face was all I saw.

The confectionary whiff of these zeniths has kept me restful'Seen as fine these bees yield tasteful honeyIn all this zea...
21/11/2023

The confectionary whiff of these zeniths has kept me restful
'Seen as fine these bees yield tasteful honey
In all this zeal I've inferred you stressful
As we flee from heat the times it's sunny

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Pa

The confectionary whiff of these zeniths has kept me restful / 'Seen as fine these bees yi. Published to amateur and expert writers at storywrite.

19/10/2022

Clamber down my peak of grief,
dwell off my garden of peace.
My contorted form is all I need,
Your reality is on leave.

Lacquer my thick walls with your essence,
sniff away your heretical presence.
ferry my cascades into his farm
indulge in my undeniable harm

29/08/2022

Lacquer my thick walls with your essence,
sniff away your heretical presence.
ferry my cascades into his farm
indulge in my undeniable harm

25/07/2022

THE PRINCESS CUT

These black beards won't veer grey on this face of mine,
I'm waddling on a meadow of landmines.
Notions aren't as loyal as time.
Foolish man for adoring pride,
This egregious bastard child,
The reason to my fated demise.

Paul Kgaje

16/07/2022

"Foolish man for adoring pride,
This egregious bastard child,
The reason to my fated demise."

Paul Kgaje
Paul Kgaje

10/07/2022

You are not what you believe, your lacerations are futile.

Paul Kgaje

09/07/2022

FAKE SMILES, REAL TEARS.

Paul Kgaje

10/06/2022

STAB ME IN THE EYE
Paul

Stab me in the eyes, let me not see your filthy crimes.
Your hands are full of blood, the victims everlasting cries.
Your voice is swarmy as you hide beneath the tides of your lies.
You cripple with fear as your smile is not sincere.
The ringing bell shall be of help but if it rang.
With the question at mind I ask you very nice.
Where were you last night when Mrs Helmer died?

Your rage reeks upon your neck as you answer me.
Your sky is no longer blue and I can see.
It's on this day when I wish I couldn't see.
Oh what great trouble you're in.
"Curiousity kills a cat"
I now know what that means.
I wonder of the murder weapon and where it's hid.

Stab me in the eyes, let me not see your filthy crimes.
You've ruined my life intirely.
For years you've been a friend undoubtably.
Lies, lies, lies.
There comes a time for those, the wise man knows.
My poker face isn't as fine as that of a friend I know.
Stab me in the eyes, let me not see your filthy crimes.

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