I'm going red hot, from the flames I caught,
I'll tie a knot, from the battles we've fought,
I am an indeed different sort under my coat,
I promise no boat but I will keep you afloat,
You must've had a lot chocking your throat,
Darling, here is a note, that my hands wrote,
'Love is what I've got. Hurt is what I am not'.
"Hurt Is What I am Not"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha.
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