She was lowered into the earth,and was embraced by its brown, shiny arms in a loving lock. She was gone,never to be seen again.
Aishat remembered,she had warned Awero severally to avoid this man,yet she refused.
Awero wore the bruises like a medal and always made excuses for him,he loved her,he was only angry,that was how he knew to express himself best. Oh Awero look! where has it ended? you seize to exist.
Please my friends,if ever you are in a relationship that makes you make excuses or cry,let go.
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