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Feb 2019
you played some awful games with me,
i thought you cared but then you flee,
you fled away, away from me,
now i am here on my knees,
bruises, scars all over me,
but there is nothing to be seen,
it feels as if it's physical
when actually it's mentally
it's mentally inside of me,
you made me think that it was me,
me who messed up when actually
you are the cause of everything
Tanisha Parekh
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Tanisha Parekh  21/F
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