Blessing chukwu
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The world spins on, a cruel carousel,
And I am trapped, a puppet in its spell.
Each day a knife, twisting in my soul,
Leaving me hollow, a broken, empty whole……
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Fate of my love
The Bookshop Naomi stood in front of her heaven as she normally calls it. The building looks like it was sketched by an enchanted quill and then forgotten by time,left to settle into the crooked, cobbled street like a drowsing cat. Its walls are a patchwork of weathered brick and dark oak beams, the mortar between them etched with tiny, wandering vines that bloom with silver-throated flowers no botanist could name.
By Blessing chukwu9 months ago in BookClub
Echos from an empty heart
Time is a lie, you live as though the future is promised, as though every second must be hoarded. But death knows. It knows that, there’s no before nor after. Only now slipping through your fingers. There are grave yards filled with people who thought they had more time.
By Blessing chukwu9 months ago in Chapters
