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It wasn't my mistake,
He never understood,
I did everything,
That I could.Reasons are many,
Excuses are still made,
Time will change,
But memories won't fade.Waiting to hear truth,
I kept hearing his lies,
While he acted fake,
The truth is hidden in his eyes.It wasn't my fault,
He never heard my pain,
Nothing I have lost,
Nothing he'll ever gain.Neither it broke me,
Nor it proves me weak,
I am waiting for my time to come,
Until then let him speak.
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In the mean time [ A Poetry Collection ] #wattys2019
PuisiThe book contains the type of literature that conveys a thought, describes a scene or tells a story in a concentrated, lyrical arrangement of words to communicate with your inner world.