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Aug 2017
You're silently killing me with an unknown weapon
I know it, because I've seen this happen
I've noticed this from your reflection
And it's not some kind of dramatic action

Nor it is a dream that suddenly becomes alive
It is you, and it starts as soon as you arrive
You say, that I am sick and too stressed
But it's nothing like that, am not depressed

What wrong have I done, that you want to hurt me
You've asked me, several times for my car key
Hang on! Do I know you? "HELLO"
Hey!!! Where? Where did she go?

©sim
Seema
Written by
Seema  38/F/Fiji Islands
(38/F/Fiji Islands)   
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