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THE REVOLUTION OF A SADIST by Abiola Inioluwa Oluwaseun

Mournful shadows dare not cry,
Although their hearts are a den of tears.
Dreams of the night have all been slain
by flames of fear, whispering in their marrows.

Mar me or make me, it doesn’t change a thing,
For I have been a sadist before the world could breathe.

Nigerian Poetry - THE REVOLUTION OF A SADIST by Abiola Inioluwa Oluwaseun

 

Author: Abiola Inioluwa Oluwaseun

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