You slammed the door shut on me
you felt that you did no wrong
the blame should always be on me
apologies ain't your thing
that's what you told me from day one
you would find ways to get to places
being the master manipulator you have always been
you are always at the top of your little game
you couldn't wait to get your hands off me
once you have received your carnal pleasure
you broke the very entity of me
you destroyed the love
which took all of me to protect
as if destruction would be the only thing
which would make you feel alive
you left me with no choice
now it's my turn to slam the door
all these scars will eventually close up
I can no longer afford to accept all of you.
Sheetal Tadiparty
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