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Tears on a lonely bed

I am scared of winds
I am scared of sleeps
I am scared of gifts

As soon as love turn sour
The Roses begins to wither
While the breeze brings

A dust of pain
And a gush of tears
On a lonely bed.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

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