Every word you ever said,
was like a bullet to the head,
all thats left, is pain and stress,
I wish you nothing but the best,
you turned your back and walked away,
no matter what I tried to say,
I am not here just for your use,
my heart wont break, its bullet proof,
you turn around, and change your name,
try so hard to drown the pain,
nothing lost is nothing gained,
so tired of giving, I feel so drained.
so consumed by my infernal rage,
loving you was like a plague.
By Devi Ramsaran
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