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Jan 2016
I played the game of love.
Not knowing I'd be the one to sob.
At the beginning, it was easy.
I was winning, I was happy.

It went well actually.
It was all in favor of me.
But the fate did the twisting,
Twisting all when I was reaping.

I didnt see that coming.
All I know is that it happened.
It was quick, it was leaping.
All I know is, it was sudden.

Yes I killed her, stabbed her, shot her,
I bled her dry until she cant take it.
The last blood dropped into my hands.
Then, I realized, it was my blood after all.
Borderline personality disorder
#pain #masochism #complicated #innocence #ignorance
Domina Gamboa
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Domina Gamboa  Philippines
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