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Feb 2022
I heard my mama crying on phone call
And daddy's abuses they were having another quarrel
Mama cried so hard told me it was brutal
She didn't eat she didn't sleep neither did I
All night I couldn't breath  just sighed sigh
Realising the fact people change colours like a tie dye
To whom I gave my 100 and expected to standby
I put myself down to the knees I retried
Thrown outta symphathy they seemed occupied
fought back ,Somehow I recollected myself that night
Written by
Narendra jatav  18/M/India
(18/M/India)   
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