rejection

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This is my mortal weakness
To be rejected
by friends, families, neighbors,
Your beloved one.

I am here hello!
I'm one of the crowd but wait
They just passed at me
Ignoring me as if
I'm just a decorations.

I called his name many times
he never looked back
I'm down and I lost hope

I called his name again but this time I'm catching for my breath
I spit blood again
I'm about to die

I called his name again
He looked back
And said " sorry for my rudeness"

May you rest in peace

And the girl died.

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