How To Break a Heart

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I have heard of broken hearts But I've never seen their smashed pieces littered on marble floors. I have heard of broken hearts But they still seem to beat and pump blood into veins. I have heard of broken hearts How come they pull themselves…

Drowning

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I can't swim so I know to stay away from pools and rivers or if ever I decide to venture I wet my feet first (don't judge) slowly sink in by the edge have something floatable around me all this while ensuring I'm in the gaze of the lifeguard Life…

To Speak Or Be Silent, Choose Accordingly.

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Hey guys, it's me here again, your you know poet Rachel, and this time, I am not dropping in for the Friday column, now how weird would that be for a Thursday. Well, I'm particularly excited to tell you that I featured on this day's edition…
What used to bother me bothers me no more.

What used to bother me, bothers me no more.

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Yesterday was a Sunday that had me asking: -where the Sun dey? But things that bothered me,Bothers me no more,For I've come in terms with the fact that there are some things I'll never know, -like who God's mom is. Maybe when I see…

YOUR CONTEMPT TO ME MEANS NOTHING.

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You may write my sins on to the heavens And cause me problems, a score of twenty-seven. You may raise dust around with your busy feet And Increase the volume of the noise you call music. You may strip my happiness naked and push me to…

I Bet My Life On You

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I know you'll say it doesn't make senseAll of the insults I takeFor your sake,That sometimes, being polite is rudeBeing rude to myself,And love is but just a ruse. I know you'll say reckless loving,Is a fool's mayhemEndless obsessionIs a…

Lost identity.

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Dark regrets played darts with confusion taking the place of a referee as it caused a disruption in the deposits of my mindAltering the metaphysical intercourse Between Spirit and spirit. The corner of my left eye twitched open to unfold…

I come and go, but I love you so

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Every once in a while, I say hi I go try chyke you like say I don high. Every once in a while I say die But the next day I dey claim say na you be my life. Every once in a while, You see me. But I dey claim say You dey on my mind steady. Every…

Give me some

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I heard you've had enoughGive me some. Enough is enough Why are those that have little or maybe nothing quick with those words? I heard you screamingAnd like time, I have run out of words.Give me some. Take a chill pill, Don't…

There is a method to this madness

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We are all dream chasers Until the pencil meets eraserWe worshiped our childhood fantasy With the dedication of Shakespeare to his sonnetNow we treat our reality with the regard a queen has for her maidWhoever said dreams are only fancy on…