Monday, 1 August 2016


The light,
At the end of the tunnel,
Didn't die.

Your eyes, 
Grew tired, collapsed and,

You made it die,
Your weakness, a defeat,
It's a feeling...

"The Light"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

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