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  • Writer's pictureBerk

To hang by a rope


I couldn't figure out her love

As she wrapped my feelings more and more

She gave me a love full of pain

But still, I thought of her!


Though I kept my composure

There were wounds bleeding inside me

At times, she made me happy

At times, she left me hanging!

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