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The Bullets...

The Bullets…

May be I love him so much,
That any harsh word he uses,
Comes to me like bullets..
He says he loves me,
The way I do more than himself…
But does he say that to please me?
How can he do like that after,
The love and care I give to him?
I thought he loved me from his heart,
But his regular hits will sure one day tear us apart..
I was strong but now his love made me weak,
And I won’t be able to stand so strong,
Will soon fall like a dead tree…

 

© 2013 Pimmi Nag

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