Marvis Ayebor Biography

Her sexiness is her intelligence, like an illiterate pen
Her curves like a zig zag line drawn from a straight point
Her emotions hard to form but easy cracked like an egg shell
Her tears like a dry river in winter 'oh yeah.
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Dark bold colour said to be rejected by others
One love and strong bond her soldiers guiding her border
Others of same father first to cast her a stone she doesn't bother
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Days are numbered
Should we be fine or sad?
Memories won't live for long
Only legacy talks forever
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Though times, our biggest obstacle
Influenced by critics of our emotions
Arrested and dumped in the bin of our truthful lies
It's just me and you, why do we lie?
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Great Nation, fallen heroes
Like clean sheet with dirty pillows
Present worst than past
Can it be restored? , we ask
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