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MY SOULMATE

by Chibuike

I don't want pretty love I want deep, dark, dripping Love, one that makes my mind Mad, my heart howl and my Soul croon dirty love songs. One that makes my lip Pang of kiss, soul glued to You, eyes fixed on your smile, and smiles flowing freely even when forced not to.
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Chibuike

Am from the eastern part of Nigeria (BIAFRA). A Nigerian because I was forced to be.

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