Love's twisted tale.

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LOVE’S TWISTED TALE

i
Write me a love song
A song filled with sorrow
What tales telleth your tongue
For it is warped in consuming silence;
So it ends right here where it all began
For your heart is too feeble for the truth
It shielded itself in a cage of lies
And barred itself with irons of deceit
Here, drink of this bitter potion of truth
And sleep yourself to death.

ii
Death is all I wish for you
Sweet sweet unlabored death
I wish you the death you brought upon my love for you
Filled with misery in your afterdreams
Let my love for you torment what’s left of your soul
Torments of hail, of ice cubes filled with honeyedfire
Let death be no solace for you
May you not find rest in the afterlife
May your soul be a roach killed viciously with a heeled slipper

iii
And after all is done, may your path lead you to love me
And may we live happily ever after in your dreams
May we birth cute and lovely afterlifelings
And may we age peacefully and fully
Through our timelessness
The End.


I wrote this amazing poetry with Ayodele Dada, and it was quite an experience I would love to repeat, never knew sharing could be fun, lol.

Thank you Ayo, for sharing your gift with me.

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