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Apr 2018
My head is a mess.
I wish there was a solution for this pain.

You used to be the solution until you became the problem.
I never thought you had it in you to pray with the Lord but walk with the devil.
Even though you broke what very little was left of my soul, I truly wish you the best.
My goal is to never treat anyone else the way you treated me.
I've cried enough tears, I just laugh at the pain now.

In a way you've made me a better person so I thank you for that and even though you've never asked for forgiveness, I forgive you.
© WRITTEN BY GLENDA DLAMINI
Glenda
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Glenda  17/F/South Africa, Cape Town
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