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Feb 2018
My heart,
I protected
with stones and bricks.

You
brought the hammer,    
broke my walls;
Ah, the joys of feeling again.

And then you left.

Found concrete in your tool shed
& now
I am building a wall again;
                                               this time stronger!

I sit in here, safe.
Then I realize,
you weren't in my walls;
                           you lived under my skin
                           in my veins &
                           I am you,
                           for I am your daughter.

And as long as I live,
I can't run away --
For even my blood
                                 is yours.
In loving memory of my father.
Kartinee Mageswaran
Written by
Kartinee Mageswaran  Malaysia
(Malaysia)   
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