Reminisce
Now these dreams become too small to find
My imaginations like a god
Creating things that don't exist
Seeing things beyond the dark
We came together this far
Until the cold burned you away
I would curse the rain
But no...I'd rather bless the sun
No...I don't miss you
But our soul impinges admits tears
You're like an inferno...always rekindling yourself
Without you...I'm not any stronger than earths clay
I now see more than I should
Under the slow dying sun
No punishment could really be worst than your death
You are GONE
Poem Written By Emem Udoh
Drawing By UbongAbasi Ise
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