Sunday, November 21, 2021

Before You Go... Comments

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Hold my hand one last moment before my breathe leaves my nostrils like smokes,
Before I become the night in your dawn, cast aside the shakles imprisoning our souls,
Unbraid the ravishing ribbon strapped across the package my rationality entered with,
Before you break my spirit with your sabre from hell, recapture our ultimate memories.
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Owoeye Taiwo Bisola
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