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Wednesday 10 August 2011

HIS WORDS by Oriola Mobolaji


His words
swift as the preybound eagle
sharpvilled to spearpoints
tearing apart the tissues of my mind 
wreaking havoc all in my spirit

He showers me with words made of knives
and i can see his eyes
the one that shoots at me each at everytime

God only knows what he is fighting for
his words
close enough
to start  a war
winning all of his false arguments

Love is murdered
Hate is born

I've made up my mind
no need to think it over
if  i'm wrong
then i'm right

No need to look no further
this isn't love

If i tell the world
Little would they understand
because to them it was not said

But that is what i'm going to do
tell the world
his words hurt me

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