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A Poem by King-Isah
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The day they stole everything, I never saw their face, I fear cos I dunno what they look like.

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Why are you been too protective?
 You lock your doors but you still don't trust the keys
Why are you been too protective?
 You sleep with two or more persons and still think someone might snick in without one of you noticing

I am over protective cos
Once the lock and doors were breached and I was with my keys
 I am over protective cos
Soft drowsiness was my senses when she was stolen from me.

© 2016 King-Isah


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well my dear i thought you were terribly beaten up and robbed or something turns out it is just a girl, very very nice, love it

Posted 8 Years Ago


Here I thought you were robbed. Valentine

Posted 8 Years Ago


quite interesting... and thinkable...
cause something always being protective hold the real mystery ...
umm...good yet it'd be better if you would have added some more lines to get a clear picture of the writing....
but overall, it was alright... nice depth of thoughts...
Anindita : )

Posted 8 Years Ago



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King-Isah
King-Isah

Lagos, Africa, Nigeria



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