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What a way to end a day!
Waiting all along, perhaps for a change
Bitter, dreams are been shattered
Never knew how much it mattered

The heart cried, but no yonder could it herald
Face swollen, the tears had to fight
Two and a half men left
When shall the third be felt

A symphony of overcrowded mantras
All that could be said is:Help! Father!
Mellismatic thoughts in sequence
When all that was needed was a presence

Oh! what a way to end a day
Tears flowing unabased
Not from the eyes
But from deep inside the heart

I can only smile.

Imisioluwa