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Feb 2014
The clock tick tock
Dews silent drops
My breath almost gone
Yet,
My heart race on

Slowly as I breath
My lachrymal jar
Seems falling a loose
D world's weigh
Felt in my belly...

It came in a flash
Its stung
Like a bees tail..
The revelation  of my mirror fallen

Alas!
I strung up
To the inside world
And so,
It dawn outrightly
that a nightmare it is...
My mirror stands
Indeed, it stands...
Honeydrops
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Honeydrops  27/F/Calabar
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