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Dec 2016
Wounds that you gave me,
Scratched me with the stone of bitterness,
Pierced my heart with the dagger of hatred,
Even caresed me with the hurts and
Words of falsehood ,
Ripped me off my virtues;
You left me alone bleeding
Tears of pain and agony,
You were my remedy,
blinded to the truth;
Your Love Was Salt In My Wounds.
Wounded heart... Crushed soul... Hate Love.
Sanna Tirkey
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Sanna Tirkey
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