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Everything new surely gets old, Only few people get hold of their Life and threshold. Some sell their soul to get gold. I went broke,I got bold then i sold death notes. You won't find the path If you're looking for a clear road.

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nigeria

For You?

Written by

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nigeria

Published: Oct 21, 2015
LinesWords: 744

Notes: A poem from my chapbook Mama's boy.
Tags: #life #dreams #reality

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