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Aug 2020
Her cold voice
And warm breath,
Whispers sweet nothings
Into my ears.
Those hard keys
And gentle pitch
The melodies of egress,
She sings to my fears.
What shall I find
In an angels eyes,
The fear of the devil
I see in myself.
Written by
Wisdom Osikwemhe  20/M/Nigeria
(20/M/Nigeria)   
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   Michael Perry
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