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    dots Submission Name: As much as i remember.dots

    Author: Temidayo
    ASL Info:    29 male Nigeria-lagos
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 161/40/20
    Words: 286
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
    Total Views: 632
    Average Vote:    0.0000
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       woke up feeling i ought to write and i wrote this.

    Make the font bigger!! Double Spacing Back to recent posts.

    dotsAs much as i remember.dots

    As much as I was told
    I was birthed barely 9months old
    birthed early,placed in an incubator
    for life dearly.
    father and mother had issues,
    when father took me,to mother and her milk I said ''I miss u's"
    White coat men gave their verdict
    these doctors gave their diagnosis: you see! red cells,they claimed were sickle
    Anaemia made my body agree.
    My first blessing was my mind was far from fickle.
    Growing up, my eyes did'nt just trickle
    but in tears they did swim
    water,salt,pain and emotions made tears stream.
    broken home,wife-basher ill tempered father, and sickle cell aneamia made events as they made history in my days,
    while in my nights i did well to dream
    Dreams devoid ;of bone pain crisis,taunts for having a small frame despite my galloping age
    So my nights took centre stage
    Dreams teeming with joy that struggled to erace the hurt as much as I remember.
    As much as I remember I did poorly at school,probably they took me for a fool.
    But as I got a better grip on the events of my existence, I rose in performance, due to sheer persistence
    like an andean condor flying-bird's biggest- I soared not to the top but near the top
    Plenty of thanks to my resilience, I put a stop to life"s use of me as a cleaning mop.

    A score and 9christmases since my birth,even now as I scribble these words, no work bekons , no love-life entreats,aye no enabling environment exists
    woes of a birth,woes of alife,woes of country impacting all persists,
    As much as I remember... but things could be better; I could be a writer.

    Submitted on 2010-02-23 10:24:14     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      "but in tears they did swim"
    I like that line lol.
    I'm not the best when it comes grammar, but I noticed a lot of grammar mistakes. Probaly typos.
    Looks like this is your first submission, welcome!
    | Posted on 2010-02-24 00:00:00 | by OneDarkFlame92 | [ Reply to This ]

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