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Apr 2
I wake up every morning only to suffer,
The pain you caused will be forever.
With pain and suffering, I sleep,
Only to wake up, again to weep.

Fighting with my own emotion,
To ensure in my heart, there is no commotion.
The cut is so **** deep,
From your memories that I can’t sweep...

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
Sanji-Paul Arvind
Written by
Sanji-Paul Arvind  45/M/India
(45/M/India)   
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