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Oct 2017
Im reminded every morning of the tremors that you fabricated into my life
Does it ever occur to you that i wasnt the one who had a problem?
Was i not good enough for you?
You complained day and night of the omissions i made but never praised me for the things i did
Today youve got the guts to tell me that i was never there for you
*******
Im done
#notbeingtreatedright
Paida
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Paida  20/F/Victoria Falls in Zimbabw
(20/F/Victoria Falls in Zimbabw)   
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