It’s a Two by Gonsalves Mpili

They were playing darts,They all hit the bulls eye,My heart was placed over there,The first thrower reached into my arteries,The second thrower gave me a room to breath.
When the game was over,I never noticed who won,Since my eyes didn’t know the maths,All of a sudden my heart was empty but on fire,A she rescued me,Brought in a tank full of water,Poured into my heart,My heart never turned to ashes,That isn’t a chemistry class,It’s a two,I call it double impact The post It&rsquo