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Oh, please stop crying; his parents pleaded
For their lives was dependent on silence.
But the little baby, cried and screamed
On top of his voices revealing their hives.
While panicking; they wished he understood
The foemen sizes but he squared the lines
Making it an easy picking, too coldblooded
They closed their eyes, ghosting as parents.
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One crazy thing about our obsession Was that, flash she ran, we saw slow motions Basking in the euphoria of passion. Elusive as she dressed,…
The old time maidens drove a hard bargain Their smiles were contagious as their own names Wooing and getting them were men’s main aim, Bright-eyed,…
The maidens of old times always stood out Hiding in long gowns, fashion didn’t shout. Hotness transmuted from an ancient dress code She was shy…
So incredibly sad, Onyeche! :_(
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Guess why it is titled “tragedy”
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Guess so
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