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A brutal husband and a barren womb…
Her disconsolate heart, grave grief, nurses.
She took death pills. While counting her curses,
Her fidgeting hands scrawl suicide verses.
She hopes to find rest in a quiet tomb.
She took death pills while counting, her curses,
A brutal husband and a barren womb.
Written by: Kingsley U. Ayistar
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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