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  Jul 2017 Modelrolex Augustine
Elliot
I am tired of conforming
I am tired of smiling
I am tired of covering up
I am tired of pretending
I am tired of fighting
I am tired of being tired
I am tired of life
Never fall in love with a poet
for their words are sometimes lies
on occasions they're a shield
on occasions a disguise

They will take you on a journey
upon which they bare their soul
in a bid to ease your burdens
in a bid to make you whole

But in every word they choose
for the stories that they tell
lies a little piece of heaven
and a little piece of hell

Tormented souls we poets are
sometimes quite broken and despaired
in search of lost expressions
missed by others who once cared

Never fall in love with a poet
unless you're prepared to share their pain
to hold them close on the darkest nights
over and again
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I left my heart somewhere
You gave your love away
Am standing in this side of the river
You're on the other side with a fever
I have a feeling I'll drown this time
And the love seems to turn into a crime
Am not sure there is purpose of our love
Love that sees green as red, light as darkness
I have no idea where your love is leading me
Love is truly blind
Rain of lost hope
Tears of fearful pain

If I could touch the clouds
I will do just that
If a single tear drop could fill the ocean
I will create a water Nation
If the rainbow could form shapes
I will see love
Failed love, emotions crashed
And nothing more

Rain of lost hope
Tears of fearful pain
When love hurts more
I live with my heart hanging
Traces of hurts and pain
Never did I see that moon shinning
Dream world is all sane
Life is good for some
Worst experience for others
Mine is a story for some
Heart played like toddlers
The stars refuses to shine
Love evolves from shrine
Time will tell my story
Silent for that coming glory
Forsaken love that brought pain
They say education is the key
Now we're educated
And the stories isn't what we see
Government has changed the padlock
Nigerian government has failed us
When that was then
When words spring forth pain
And the heart left my pen
Alone, just me in the rain
Never knew life could be these
Never thought I will be like this
For my brain to leave me by
For my friends to tell me bye
Just the blind seeing in his darkness
Just the deaf listening to sweet melody
Now the siblings I never wanted
Pain, fear, loneliness now painted
For I choose not a faction
Believing life as an option
swallowed by pain, wishing for shinning light a head
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