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At Your Anger’s Expense…
Lots of things were unsaid,
And you just walked away…
Lots of things were left unexplained,
And you just walked away…
You never turned and look back,
I accepted this as your anger…
As forgiving is my nature,
I can never change that now at this age…
You slammed on my face,
Closing all doors leaving not a single trace…
A day will come for you to remember,
Me and what I said…
All the notes which I wrote for you,
You never bothered and you never read…
Now when you read them it will make all the sense,
It was not worth to lose at all,
A good friend and a promising relation,
At your anger’s expense…
© 2013 Pimmi Nag