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Expression & Poesy ranks 4639 in Africa and 62 in Ghana. According to site visitors it ranks 2185, and 2114 according to page views:
According to blogroll links it ranks 8730 and 8637 according to the amount of links within Afrigator blog posts
Someone said to me yesterday (let’s call her P), “Takyi, when I’m successful, I’ll mention your name as one of the people who inspired me”. This declaration was unexpected and caught me off guard, and the best I could manage was a lame “Awww” (yeah, I know, lame; sue me!).But
If Love was my heartI’d give it to youIf Love was my wordI swear it’d be trueIf Love was a colourIt’d never be blueIf Love was a personIt’d always be youIf Love sailed the oceanIt’d never sinkIf Love is a potionThen give me a drinkIf Love is my deathPlease
Shadows cast in sunny placesForced to hide in open spacesMalice etched in smiley facesLong run out of second chancesAbsinthe tastes the same as wineMemories left behind in timeFootprints dissolved into tideLife feels better in my mindDrowning on the air I breatheOrphan of murdered reliefStaring at shattered beliefDying from my pleasure’s seed
Liquid crystals falling free From her broken spirit’s draining se Watering beauty of what used to be Mourning the death of an eternityDawn’s anticipation, dusk’s passion All merged in a teary picture of a fading past Sunrise and midnight All blurred in her swimming eyes Into bittersweet remembranceNow The
Never really got the chance to show you your worth Somehow I always knew you were God’s gift to earth Never really got the chance to show you how much I cared But I hope you heard these unspoken words There
In the spirit of love and sharing, here’s my story of heartbreak. I wrote it when my ex broke up with me…I think I loved her; she thought otherwise. I can see in your eyes there’s a passion that still burns
Doesn’t it make you sad to think That everywhere you touch her I’ve touched her there before And every time you taste he lips I’ve tasted them before And even though she likes you now She used to like
I guess it’s time you got to know the person behind the words. My name is Nana Takyi Baffour-Awuah. I was named after my father’s aunty who was good to him, and I was born on Wednesday, making me a
So I’ve been in hiding for a while, and haven’t bothered to explain, but I’m sorry, regardless. There’s just been a bit going on lately; I thought my Vassar acceptance was salvation, but turns out it was only a landmark to remind
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