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I forgive him

I forgive him

I am forget all his sins

I say I forgive him for all the hardship he has coursed me

I say I forget the fact that he made my life hell

I knew someday I will die

What I never knew was he was going to be the one who brings sickness home

I knew that I will love and leave this earth

What I never knew was that the man of my dreams will be my killer

He use to cheat and cheat with different woman

He used to come home with lipstick on his shirt

When I ask where was he?

It will always be the client he had a meeting with that kissed his shirt by mistake

I would go to bed with tears on my chick

He would beg me and buy me flowers the day after

He would continue and cheat me

Today I am sick in my bed

He is not on my bed side

He left me a year ago

Died and never returned to say sorry

Although he’s gone

I forgive him

I am forgetting all bad things he did to me

I am letting God take over

I forgive him

I don’t want to be the reason he does not see the maker

I forgive him

Umhlaziyi Ozimele

Sandile Mngadi

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