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Sep 2017
You covered me with dirt
I am laying beneath
This was your very first
I am crying underneath

My pulse has gone slow
Please pull me out now
It's too hot with no glow
Please bury me in snow

I was still alive not dead
Instead of paramedic help
You schemed up in your head
And dumped me here by yourself

I feel suffocated as I can't breath
Just a last favor I ask from thee
Fetch me some flowers and a wreath
Mark this place, so that I am free

Love seemed your game
Pity I got preyed on
Never will you breath same
Now that I'm forever gone...

Β©sim
FICTIONAL WRITE.
Seema
Written by
Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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