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Sep 2014
The truth? It hit me
Like a slap in the face.
A train running me over.
A mountain upon me.

You never wanted me
Like I wanted you.
Loved me like I did you.
I was nothing.

I said, “Enough”.
I’m done fighting for
Something that was never
Even there. Done.

It hurt, but I felt more
alive than I ever did with you.
That bridge was on fire
And I let it burn.
Madhurima
Written by
Madhurima  India
(India)   
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