Enoch Eniola Poems

A word we think we all know and think we share
A word we want that Makes act like we Care
love a word that foreruns change
In which uttered in silence nothing remains the same
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In a State Of Confusion

Where everything seems Plain Vold.
And if there's anything left to try (confession)
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Hey lord. You know I'm tired
Of everything Not a Single one in Particular
People! another definition of Kaos
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A lot on mind
It's like I was made not for the nights
A lot of sleepless nights
Thinking
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I'm falling again so sad to say

I'm falling again for the same Person again.
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