What is the essence of hurting me
I am someone’s daughter
A mother to be
A sister i am
Yet you still have the gut to hurt me
Why did you have to deceive me
Not value my heart the way i treasured yours
Made my heart an arena to play
Only to leave me desperate
And in profound tears
Did you not understand
I am a mother of generation
You killed my expectations
Made me never believe in love
I cry in front of the mirror
My heart skinted into pieces
Cursing the day i met you
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