Sunday, October 2, 2016

The Pain Is Gone ( A Poem)



O'er the land I'm overlaid
Weighing motion
 Overloaded in the ostentatious origin
 Overcame to overcome the overclock

 I'm overcast dressed overcoat
Suffered overall
The clock ticks over time
My efforts are overwhelming
They overlooked
I'm overpaid

Did you hear the overflow?
In the overlap
Overblown today
In the outskirts of an outsold ovation
In an orchestrated nation

Over the damsel of an off cell
Overdue in time
Things overdone
But I'm off the done
I'm licking the ice on the tongue

#TheGambianInk#

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