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Sep 2019
There are a lot of things I regret.
The most I regret is
Wishing that he was dead.
Rather than living
To hurt me
Crushing my heart.
I never wanted
Anything bad
even for my worst enemies.
But he drove me to the point
Where I wished for his death.

I wonder
Who is actually
The monster here.
May contain grammatical errors as English is not my first language
Written by
Meher  19/F
(19/F)   
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     Colm, Silverflame, Sawyer and Simon Nader
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