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Nov 2017
Your hazel colored eyes
Hides so many young lies
You say my heart is like gold
But then you mock me, as I am old

Love is what I fell for
You bribed me off, tore me apart
The tears that now pour
Weren't evident from the start

It's sad to walk away
Seeing you shine with your father
But as you always say
I remind you of your precious mother...


©sim
Not all step moms or partners are bad. Just a thought of write.
Seema
Written by
Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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