Coker Favour A. Poems

In the sleepy town of Ravenswood, nestled deep within the heart of the Whispering Woods, a sense of unease settled over its residents like a shroud. It was a feeling that had become all too familiar, yet no one could quite put their finger on its source.

For Emily Wilson, the unease began on a stormy night, when the winds howled like a chorus of lost souls. She had just turned 25, and her life was already marred by tragedy. Her parents had died in a car accident when she was just a teenager, and her younger brother had vanished on a camping trip a year ago. The police had given up searching, and Emily's hope was dwindling.
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Pains All Over Me

Tears fall like autumn rain,
My heart, a heavy, hollow pain.
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*Food or Books*

Oh, the eternal strife,
Food or books, which is life?
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Why Me?

Tears fall like rain upon my face,
As sorrow's heavy weight takes its place,
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No Pain, No Gain

Through fiery trials, we're refined,
Purified by flames that burn and align,
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