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Okonkwo Osamedua. Allen

(Lagos- Nigeria)

A lover's plight


My blood shall run down my lover's sword
My throat parched till i lost my vaguest word
In the river of my own tears, let me drown
But i have, with my mortal lip not forsworn
My days are slained, murdered in love's drearies
Night in daylight, O nights, my darkest miseries
Sorrow my comfort, and joy, my pain
For love's malady has infested my vein
Sick i now, with no cure in sight
For only love can heal a lover's plight
Fetch then the one i love the most
To give life to my love once lost
Then shall my tears and fears begone
For love has torn, and love has worn!

Submitted: Saturday, October 13, 2012

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  • Aung Si (10/30/2012 11:53:00 PM)

    For love has torn, and love has worn!
    Yes, love has everything.Good job! (Report) Reply

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