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Jun 2018
I told you he is a player
You said he is a sweet-talker
I told you he is a cheater
You said I am a hater
I am still a liar?

Lonely long nights
Secrete phone calls characterized by whispers
All of them are wrong numbers
Strange phone calls and threats
I am still a hater?

I never wanted to be your friend after turning me down
I wanted to walk away and may be forget about you
I paid for it by watching you suffer under the wrath of his said love
Your time and dreams thrown to his treasure trove
Shoving your love in the shelve and loving others
I stand at a distance as per your plea

Is this love?
Bruised beautiful face
Deep scars in your heart like a tattoo
Hidden behind fake smiles yet it is dripping and drizzling with blood
You are like a twig in his flood
A flower that will never bud
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