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Oct 2017
Sitting alone in this room
As the time goes by
The atmos looks gloom
Wonder why people lie

My heavy heart sinks
Just by the thought
Of your unusual links
That you recently got

Even if I cry a thousand times
You will not change
Consumed with your crimes
You gone out of range

Sitting alone in this room
Where grass has turned dry
Please visit me at my tomb
You forgot about me......
................that's what makes me cry!

©sim
Spilling imagination...
Seema
Written by
Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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