Roses are red Violets are blue Sugar is sweet And so are you But the roses have wilted The violets are decayed The sugar bowl's empty And I'm on a midnight raid
Papa, I didn’t.. I haven’t… I would never touch drugs. I promise. Please believe me,” I pleaded. The palpable uncertainty that surrounded him made my heart feel heavy, as if someone had dumped a watermelon on it. A huge, round, heavy watermelon.
I waited patiently, waiting for him to say that he believed me but.. 1 minute passed….another.. a third, before Apa Aaisha broke through the thick suffocating silence, “Haalah, we really hope you are speaking the truth, I really do but it’s just that all tangible evidence points to the opposite, so can you see the dilemma we’re facing?”
Annoyance surged through me like a crashing wave as I answered her, “Fine! You really want to know?…
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