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Apr 2018
Just in case you change,
I’ll leave the photos behind,
Maybe you can see,
When I lost what was mine.

Maybe, just in case you change,
Ill leave some nail polish remover,
Because I feel lost when I look at your hands,
The claws that you manuever.

Perhaps, just in case you change,
You could go inside my head,
Because maybe you would help me understand,
How you left me instead.

I know, you’ll never change,
You’ll just leave me in the dirt,
Forget about our history,
Leave me here to hurt.
Written by
Ruth  F/U.S.A
(F/U.S.A)   
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     Salmabanu Hatim and PM
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