The Lady Of Horrid Poem by Adeosun Olamide

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The Lady Of Horrid



Even you my daughter
You dare be beautiful as self
That you young boys wink at
And presence mine unnoticed
Yes, a pretty little thing
A thief just well-
But none can steal attention from
Know age, I maneuvered even-
Your cuts would heal soon
And face dress be unveiled
But the scars shall be-
And long, none shall compare with
Not you even, my beloved daughter

Friday, February 13, 2015
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