Every life speaks pain
Asking questions is vain
I'm afraid I'll be another Cain
Hey! Don't stare I'm not insane
To live I'm not in a hurry
Hey world! Fear my fury
Heartache that has become furry
I'm not weak so don't expect me to say sorry
Fear me I'm what they call vices
I'll hurt you then in your wounds I'll add spices
I love war and crisis
I long for death's playful kisses
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08/12/2022
Samuel Courtney Blessings
Kolawole Emmanuel
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