I have had lack all my years
But to every luck, there is a bad luck
I ask myself why, why do such misfortune happen to me
I just don't know why but all this happened after the man left
Is it supposed to happen that way
To all my life never have I ever worked hard but I did the hard things
All my endeavor I shall put blame because he left.
She tried her best, but we ain't that close
Am like the forbidden fruit
Deep down me, there are decayed fruits
Just because am a forbidden fruits
My seven years, October is black and has always been.
This affliction is causing me deeply
IRENEBOADITHEPOET
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