Entries by Cirphrank

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I was born a sinner

I was born a sinnerBut I promise I will be better. I didn’t choose the natureBut my choices ain’t yoursI grew up in streets that are hotFor the men are cold. I lay blamesLike for me, no good foundation was laid. I believe in a higher beingBut never needed HIM to get high and pleasedI […]

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I don’t trust humans.

I don’t trust humansWhy should I? Same folks that make the peace sign with the index and middle fingerUse the same fingers to imitate a gun. And when writing me a peace letterSupports the biro tightly with the middle finger. Why should I trust humansHas my back only to stab me in the back. I […]


I’ll, not because I will.

I’ll cry, not because it’s fun But because they need to confirm that I’m alive. I’ll walk, not because I feel crawling sucks But void of growth, who am I? I’ll be off to school Long before I understand what it is. I’ll fall in love against my preferences Just because Cupid is a bully. […]


BallersConnect : flawless OR a gallant error?

After the expensive hype, we all wanted a whole lot. We hoped as a community, yearning, waiting to be fed with the best hangout ever. Dropped in a loop of boundless doubt, unsure of the whole idea, wondering with a punched mind, sharing frequent gaze at how well spiced and diverse the program list was. […]

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Find JOY (2)

When it seems like your life is interwoven with misery and the hope of good living a mystery, be still. Miseries are mere China plates. When your heart becomes a lump of burning coal, Or worse a fiery furnace, don’t fret! Don’t you see that the colors of the flames are still beautiful? When your […]

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Find you (1)

When the picture of you becomes a blur to you, do not fret. Your photographer is standing across from you waiting for you to focus on his lens and stand still. Be still. Let your nostrils consume the portion of air that was meant for you, Breathe in, breathe out and live. You are the only one that […]

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Time has long past since you left, There’s no doubt of my heart aching. Moments of us are all that’s left, So I thought, till these voices came to me. Harrison Micheal Why bring the past of the forgotten grave we shared When we know the depth and size of a grave Those faint voices […]