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Apr 2020
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What do you do when the apple of your eyes is shattered to pieces
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It's pain is innumerable just like an immortal with no reason to live
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She had looked into my eyes with tears rolling down her face
Hoping she'd see the light of day in my arms
Only to breath her last at Hades feet as our lips locked one last time
ND Uzoamaka
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ND Uzoamaka  23/M/Nigeria
(23/M/Nigeria)   
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