TILL DEATH DO US PART

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Like my worth,
My will withered.
Condescending words
And descending blows.

His bile he fed
Off my tears.
His ego bloomed
As mine shriveled.

Only death
Could do us part.
That, certainly,
Would be arranged.

©Tobe

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  1. Okoh schola
    October 23, 2017
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    Nice one sis truely incredible

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