Sunday, May 5, 2024

The Bride Unscripted Comments

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Moonlight, a mocking spotlight, paints the white sheets cold,
A cruel reflection of the veil I shouldn't lose hold.
Three A.M. techno throbs, a twisted wedding march,
Taunting the lullabies my head desperately parch.
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CHIOMA ONYEKABA
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