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Aug 2017
So now that I've closed all doors of my wilting heart, you found other means to get to the entrance. Don't think whilst opening the door, you'll see the same flourished garden. You have no idea of how withered it's inside. A sinkhole that drowns and absorbs all the pain and sorrows that has, and is still coming from you. If someone used your feelings and drenched your emotions that definitely doesn't mean you silently revenge on me! All I did seek was a little respect for my small family and love for me.
I guess, it's just too much to ask for, these days. Coz, it hits hard with unbearable pain that only the nights know the value of tears.
What wrong have I ever done to you or your family that you painted such a disgusting picture of me with your so called honest words!!
I am a human with feelings not some man-made machine that you can use and overuse.
Years do teach a lot of lessons, regrets and mistakes and mentality of those close. So hit me hard with word(s) or any desired conspiratory weapon. I will still live with "Thank you" for teaching me good lessons of trust and loyalty.



©sim
Time is the best healer. Lessons learnt.
Seema
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Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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