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by Bonaventure Onuabuchi Jul 29, 2014 category : Friendship, family / goodbye
I do not lie. I lie amidst truths untold. Hunk of prank; galling to digest. The sweet sorrow of lively death, overwhelming odds of a blissful dream. Pofaced in a laid lie, where death is for immortality. I feed on its hostile hope, reality in a garment of uncertainity. Now, your "bye" afflicts in a tearful gaze. It born a poignant choking in a dream like snare. Mournfully, I pread... Please do not go!