The Foe - Poem by Abekah Emmanuel
Our emotions indeed
Is a foe to our wills:
Our best friends indeed
Are our enemy worst,
Like death to our sweet breath.
Here lies my great visions:
Here lies my unique thoughts,
Where lies my emotions
Who always make me faults?
Oh! I wish you are dead.
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