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Pooja Basnett Mar 16
You looked me in the eye,
You were hoping I would look away,
You think you can read my mind,
But you don't know my story.

You want me on my knees,
You crave the victory,
You turn my words around,
You are just another bully.

"This is not theĀ first time" you said
You spoke the truth indeed,
You have betrayed many before,
Yes! we know the score.

You spin the truth, You trample the meek,
Through it all, its peace I seek,
Life plays everyone, it will play you too..,
I hope you see my face when the final arrow hits you!

— The End —