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Halokavod
Halokavod
23/F/Nigeria A masterpiece full of excitement, pain and halo desires to reign out of darkness. An entrepreneur, blogger, writer, and a researcher.
I fear the bridge of my heart would collapse and live me lifeless, I fear I might be dead at heart and not feel your touch, I wish your touch would last for a lifetime, Again, I fear your smell diminishes when you leave, I fear I may not want to hold you close because I am dead at heart. Is this how my life would end? A lone bridge with rough edges, where paths cross with stagnant water. I fear for the darkness in my heart.
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May 25, 2021
May 25, 2021 at 12:14 PM UTC
I fear I might be dead at heart
Hide me from the dark, I can't do this alone, Hide me from my scars, it's deeper than the vessel within, Save me from myself, my heart is pierced, Save my soul from burning, I am breaking each day with no one to save me. Do you feel the pain with me? Save me from shattering all over, like the glass of my scars. I am broken.
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Jun 3, 2020
Jun 3, 2020 at 6:10 AM UTC
Broken
I saw death walking towards our bus, smiling shrilly at me, making me shiver in fear, I heard the cold sound of death, I saw the downpour,the harsh downpour of rain, I witnessed the shrill cry of dogs, I guess I couldn't fathom what went wrong with nature, I saw them, busy walking and working, I saw them trying hard not to cry, I saw him struggling to live for his baby, I saw him looked at me with pain in his eyes, I knew at that moment that life will not give to me what I truly desire at that moment, all i wanted was to go play with him, I learnt at that very age and became broken, I saw death and became dead at heart, I saw death snap his very life, Snatching him up, Taking him away, I felt him cold , His hands cold beside me, leading me to a slow death, I saw the cold hands of death take my love away, The cold hands of death broke me .
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May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 1:54 PM UTC
" HANDS OF DEATH "
Ever heard of the flower that grew in between thorns? Ever heard of light that grew out of darkness? This and many more he was to me. I found him in a place where demons lived. I found him different, glowing out of darkness. He became the Halo to my dark times, He became the beauty to my soul. I found my most expensive item, he is my masterpiece. I found my rare piece in the mist of darkness.
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May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 1:49 PM UTC
" Rare Piece "