THAT DAY

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That day ....
You plead for
What you made me bleed for

That day neither
Of us wished
To be punished
For what you had anguished.

That day ..
You forgot What you said
love is not a game
But now you want fame
You lied again

That day ....
You made me felt
I'm not worthy of you
You had never given bounty
For being loyal to you.

That day.......
I paid for stuffs that you bought
Only your present what I  sought

That day ....
The pain ,the stress
Everything faded with every you  word said.

Now I'm vindictive
Will erase every memories,
Every perceptions that you made
And that will be you punitive.

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