I'm trying to swim away from the whirl in your coffee,
but, every time you stir it up, I get back to the middle,
Go on, drown me deep and make it work for yourself,
Need more sweetness? Yeap! Reach for the top shelf,
My melting skin isn't good scent, drop in some toffee,
Once I had a heart like yours. Hard, strong and tough,
It got crushed anyway. Well, this world is that rough!
"Rough"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha
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