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Jan 2021
I can't ever forget that most beautiful day
My eyes behold heaven on earth
When my mouth lack words to say
When my lips could not collide anymore
She was a charmed unnamed
She was the perfect piece that was missing in every part of me!!!!

But, came a day the adam apple stock in my throat couldn't let me reduce the stroke I gave to her.
She was a flower unplugged but let me to plug into her inner chamber's of flaws and perfection
She crave for my dark demons
When she was an angel of light.

All this happened after we collided.
Lust turn to love and demons became angels, but this was not a perfect love story, cause light has nothing to do with the dark at the end of the tunnel. That's while the sun can't shine at night and the moon can't rise in the day 😔😔😔
It was not a love story
It was a life story
Lerato rikky
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Lerato rikky  25/M/Nigeria
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