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My Fifth Sense

My future became my past
so I laid behind.
The only home I could save of us was in my memory
so I lived there.
When you left, it felt like theft
not only did my heart get robbed
The remaining love I could give out wasn’t found.
The empty space in my left breast
began to close up
and it closed up my feelings too.
I could possibly survive with four senses
I’ve lost the fifth
not even a bullet could hurt me anymore
not even you!                                               

Busola Robert