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Faith In My Little Limbs [Faith In My Little Limbs]

A bloody scum
Sickening your stomach

A dreaded dream
Poisoning your mornings

A helpless inconvenience
Leeching and yet prolific

Gone with few potion drops
Yet in your thoughts, you visioned me
The beauty in my brown eyes
Sweet pink ribbons on my curls,
The sound of my laughter,

And you had faith in my little limbs,
Trusting it would move mountains,

Forgive me mom, what you deserve,
Is an ode as Homer’s Iliad

Written by: Honeyhammer Ohgirliekevwe nayummyrealmuch
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson

Author: admin

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