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Its the devil’s fault you say,
For forgiveness you pray.
Tears wash your ugly face,
“Temptation was the case”
So they forgive your sin,
Bloody, you leave the scene.
Spared death, reprieve you get;
Weeks go by, people forget…
But the little girl is ‘dead’,
Dead soul living in dread;
The scars stay with her
Poor little soul! Ha!
Her soul’s eyes remain wet,
She will never forget!
Written by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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