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My dreams were fresh, as fresh palm wine
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Connected with a bright future just like the morning sun
My vision was getting to the top
Until he stepped in and spelt everything doom
He was the moon but came in
In the form of a star
He affected me with his sweet but poisonous words
Blinding the eyes of my mind, my conscious refused to act
I fell into his trap of the eclipse
I forgot of my dreams and he became my dream
Everything he gave was a gift and yet a price
Warnings of guardians sounded on eclipsed ears
I thought I needed liberty
Unbeknownst I was asking for insecurity
The seed he planted within me, brought to me
The realization of my folly
My misfortunes fortune
Like a fallen glass, my dreams broke into pieces
Sorrows and shame served
©ANOAHWRITES
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