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We are born free from sorrows
We grew to marry our sorrows
In the expense of our happiness
The devil feasts on our souls
Commanding to purgatory
Where we burn within sinful fury
Bending preaching
To pick up fallen stars
Like widows next to their spouses' graves
Longing to hear one last sound of their voices

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Wednesday, November 2, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: self discovery
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Chinedu Dike 09 December 2019

A witty philosophical reflection written with clarity of thought and mind. An insightful work of art. Thanks for sharing.

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Zwelethu Siwaphiwe Shweni 03 November 2016

Great and amazing Thank you for sharing it with us.

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Ndina Kamaro Muofhe 03 November 2016

It's a pleasure. sharing is caring.

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