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Sunday, 30 September 2012

EXPIRY DATE





No  matter how high the hill
Retards your dying will
To succeed never sleep
Please proceed
For every problem is a drug
With an expiry date
And will always have a date with fate
To be late
Even  in darkest night
When all you see is your colourful frights
That dims your sorrowful eyes
Everyproblem is a drug
With an expiry date
It may take a while
She definately would be late
Let the sorrowful tears fall free from your eyes stairs
And your multiples pain seem so conspicuous  in your plate
Relax flash a smile
Your chosen destiny is less a mile
And definately must mate with fate
To be late
Minutes will borne hours
Till hours has new born of unexpected years
Dry your salty tears
Vapourize now your bucket of fears
Every problem has its expiry  date
Would eventually be slain by uncle fate
Stay focus on the price
You need wait not till you fry
seyi adekoya (c) 2006

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