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Love or hate
How Long a wait will my weak feet endure?
For many years On your snub I still wail.
Yet Veils of lies don’t cover your allure;
Your Elegance I still cannot but hail.
Your words Often fail to convey passion,
Your heart Remains closed off to compassion,
Since you Heave out too little in response,
Within the Arcade of hatred you ensconce.
With Time, you confound me more with your love,
Though Elusive, it descends from above.
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Maclawrence Famuyiwa
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