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Nov 2018
If it is
an illusion,
why do
i feel it
so deep
in my heart.
I'm dazed
with this
illusion
as if
I'm drunk.
Is this truly love.
I'm so
intoxicated by
it all.
But I
don't want
to get out of it
It's tremendous
sweetness,
so powerfully
encircled me.
Now I'm a
prisoner of love.
There is
no escape,
for i am done.
I need to
come out
of this prison
and be free.
All you see
are illusions
of magic
hidden within
the heart.
But yes,
it must be love.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
Emeka Mokeme
Written by
Emeka Mokeme  M/Nigeria
(M/Nigeria)   
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