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Taken from the glitch and rage
On a stage, I once failed.
Shining like the sunlight
I expressed, the bright sides.
Hence I turned all the pages,
From the blast of past life
Into awesome stories
You would love to read about.
I have turned ugly thoughts
Into beautiful stars..
Come see my humble glints
Hung in the hall of fame.
I hear the mumbles and whispers I hear you say I am a broken fryAnd I am weird when I laugh or cryI know you…
Have you seen my Enyinanya !His heart is where my life liesSupplier of stomach butterfliesNanya is the air I breathMy sugarplum, so I thought….Until clogs…
Yes! she is beautifulAnd oh yes! It is trueBut mallow is evilSaying, mirror mirror!Her eyes are wild openYet she just wrecks the coneA proud witch…
You are a Swan, sweetest of wineBeauty of a peacock, an immortal luckThe carnation in ample of an appleAnd a sparrow of the Cupid’s arrow.…
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Okay Sakshi. Thank u.
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