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written by: Tinashe Muza


Expiring heavily, I contemplate on what might be
Will it
Will it not
Can’t say no now, can I?
Shall it be her or I?
I, might not be strong enough
Will the wraith of her agony haunt me?
Shutting my lids, I inhale deeply in an attempt to harvest some positive energy

Tinashe Muza

Tinashe Muza

Born in Harare, I grew up in Highfield with my aunt. Went to Sandringham High (2014-2017). Pursing my dream to study oncology, I find myself gallivanting in the world of poetry.
Tinashe Muza

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