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The sundown prostitutes

When a door closes another opens
Well… not on these burnt frames of mine
The burning dark fire places resistance
That breeds repulsions to all distance.

Tell me; have you loved in a whole tray
That all the love served were beams of light
Mimicking the Sunlight for the day,
Moon and twinkling stars at night…

So don’t blame me for being dark
Sellout, making love with hands out
When love I had suddenly turn lack
With perforation on my fickle heart.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

4 Comments

  1. Jay Kaushal says:

    Ooohhh nice. Breaking taboos eh?

    Liked by 3 people

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