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NO

You built a furnace with your deceit
…and lighted it hottest with your lies
You pushed me hard
…into it
…with your disrespect
And locked it firmly with your abuse
Your cheating fanned to fuel its burns
…and your cheeky smiles added more coals to keep it flaming
If a Samaritan has broken those hot walls
…and has saved me from its hell
…you see the fixed flesh and think I fit your flex?
Ha!
Even donkeys know they fit no dons and their keys together

II
So
…go
…blow
Your
…cold
…stroll
And leave be
…a poor soul
…regrowing from its beheaded roots
You’re no god to hoard my hurts
And you sure are no board to record my fate
Take your hate in your own bait
…and leave me straight
…for my newest date
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © April 22, 2020

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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