Replace!!!

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When trust is in excess
I keep my walls to high,
So tht noone can surpass.
And put me under so called low class
But repetition of those cruelly word,
Cut me like peices as I'm hit by a sword,
Sliding away all the intact thing,
Into thousand peices of  hurt.
Inch by inch emotions are draining,
My heart is stained,
I feel all empty again,
No strength to regain,
Suffering from the injected pain,
The transmission running at faster pace.
Letting all the memories effaced,
Thats how my Life got defaced,
I'm at somewhere in the deadly phase.
Sitting back for another  replace!!!

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