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Opwonya Joel Onen

Horror

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Opwonya Joel Onen

Horror

A Broken Soul

A Broken Soul

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Somebody said to me that love is a circle

Somebody told me that love is blind

Somebody whispered to me that

Love is never wrong.


Somebody came to me

Somebody came and tossed me

Somebody pretended to love

Me up.


From afar mountain, I fell

From a high building, I flew

From nowhere, I dropped down

Crying.


When somebody told me “love”

When somebody told me “heart”

Was when I died instantly

Broken.


Crying the whole nights

Spending the whole days weeping

Taking the whole me mourning,

Do not love me, I am sick to handle your love.


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