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THE LAST WORDS by Titilope Sonuga

This poem has to be one of the most wonderful things I’ve read this year. Titilope sees through me. I hope it melts your heart as much as it did mine.

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“It’s not you, It’s me”

“I just need some time alone to figure things out.”

“I feel like I’m holding you back.”

“you’re too good for me”

“I’m not the man you need me to be right now.” Continue reading “THE LAST WORDS by Titilope Sonuga”

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Comfort the Disturbed. Disturb the Comfortable

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Me. Today. Disturbing my poor shoki skills.

Poetry does it for me. I spend half of my internet subscription downloading spoken word poetry. They are investments of some sort. For the future. A minute later. A day later. A year later. A safe house for when I’m depressed. Poetry for me is the way one word, sentence jumps out and crawls into my soul. It is the way I open my heart and entire being to that word/sentence and never let go.
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BE CAREFUL FOR NOTHING…

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I worry a lot. About everything and when I say everything, I mean every single thing. I worry about money. I worry about my dad. I worry about my mum. I worry about my only brother. I worry about my four sisters. I worry about my grades. And I worry about my FUTURE – this is becoming a serious problem. Continue reading “BE CAREFUL FOR NOTHING…”

S.T.E.L.L.A

Stella :

…The one who came into the garden of my heart but instead of uprooting she planted.
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A FATHER’S EXCESSES

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Picture Source : FARIDA'S FACEBOOK COVER PHOTO

This beautiful piece was written by a friend, someone I have so much respect for when it comes to writing and living.
I read this and it broke me. Once I again I’m reminded that TO WRITE IS TO REJECT SILENCE. Read and think.
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L. L. B ULTIMATE CLASS RANT TWO

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Hello beautiful people!

It’s been 10days since I last posted here and it seems like forever. There’s so much I want to say and talk about but I do not have the words yet; I know I’ll write about them one day because one thing is sure; dying with an untold story inside you is a big loss.
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MOURNING 21 – PART TWO

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New Friend's Facebook Cover Photo.

There are good people in the world.
There are bad people in the world.

I’ll try to tell you what happened on 24th March – 26th March 2016.

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MOURNING TWENTY-ONE

Your 20’s are your “selfish” years. It’s a decade to immerse yourself in every single thing possible. Be selfish with your time and all aspects of you. Tinker with shit, travel and explore, love a lot, love a little, and never touch the ground. – Kyoko Escamilla.

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Me at Seven.

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MIRACLES

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There’s something very humane about telling your own stories. I have tried severally to tell the stories of others but I’ve come to realise that I SUCK AT TELLING THE STORIES OF OTHERS.
I love telling my own stories. I love sharing my experiences. I love talking about the mundane and the extraordinary, what I love and all that. And so I want to talk about MY MIRACLE.

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