THE STRUGGLE FOR A FRACTURED HEART

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He:
I could walk by pretending not to see,
But your attractiveness surpasses currents of the sea,
Lola, you embody all man can be,
If we have hearts as beautiful as you, I'm sure evil will cease to be.
You are an artwork that eludes Da Vinci,
A science that mocks Einstein's ingenuity,
I can go on describing your novel beauty,
But I'll still be found wanting of my avowed fealty.
Allow me a chance to prove my love,
The road maybe be sometimes rough,
But if one has such a beauty trove,
Easy will be all that seems tough.

She :
Ooh epitome of Shakespeare
The lion that roars of words
You call upon a sun that dark clouds have loomed over
I am a beautiful piece of broken pottery
Behind my smile, is a hurting heart
Behind my smile, l'm falling apart
I rode blindly on a roller coaster of emotions
My soul has been torn into deuces
My heart broken into a million pieces
I have been robbed and dead are all butterflies in my stomach
I am not worthy of being in love.

He:
But Alake Ayanfe mi
I dream of a life with you by my side,
Lovingly and wisely correcting my hasty strides,
I know not what might come with the tide,
But I'm certain, with you, it'll be a glorious ride.
Oluwadamilola
If you allow me a chance to prove to you,
I'll do anything to be with you,
Even soldier in the notorious Waterloo,
For you, this is the least I can do.

She:
Hmmm
As much as I want a love that's like a rock within heart and veins
A love like a storm with a silken reins
My flame of love is now just a cold loneliness
I am a watercolor that has been washed off
For my feelings is lost beneath the thousand twinkling stars
Am now a bar full of broken glass
A club without music
For I cut myself on their shuttered pieces.

He:
You have dried up my well of words,
And replaced it with a thirst for love,
You have redefined my dreams and thoughts,
Allow me a chance to do the same to yours.
For if only your beauty all can be made to see,
And perhaps a glimpse left for posterity,
What better abode would there be,
Than Earth, a proof of God's magnanimity.

She:
But what virtue is left of my soulless body?
In the pit of my stomach
My heart profusely bleeds tears that form an assembly in my eyes
One by one they gather, slide and drop
And each drop depicts my lost virtues
Faith. Confidence. Pride. Trust. Joy. Beauty. Freedom.
Even my empire
Each tears is like an anchor that sink all of me
I can't and don't wanna love again
For i have been a victim of love and I am scared to love again.

He:
Alake
On my knees I beg thee
accept and be my wife,
Or be the husband and I the wife,
And Together we'll journey through life,
Live happily and be free from strife.
Only you will wear my promise on your finger
And I carry only your name in my heart.

She:
Perhaps
Here stands the light at the end of my tunnel
The 'let it be' that fills my void
Though I have been a trapped Rose in the winter
A bad tooth denied of a romantic smile
I stretched forth my hands to you Akanbi, Ololufe mi
Be the missile that wipes my entire city of agony
Be the binary number that twist my zero to one
The cure of my diseases
I give myself to you as the eve
My Adam, never let our vision ends with the apple on the tree
For I am too fragile to step in the same river twice
And my once fractured heart prays against another Trojan war. ```

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