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Feb 2019
life became a chain and bound me
I couldn't move
restricted to smile
feelings of shackles I can't deny.

like an executioner it gazed at me
tied to be hanged
inflicted with fear
feelings of death I can't deny

like a terrible grade it reduce my worth
garrulously ranting my failure
reduced my confidence to nothing
feelings of regret I can't deny.

life literally lost it's light
like a liver with no liver
a walking dead
feelings of pain is all I can define.
James Kingsley ubong
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   Fawn and Perry
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