I still remember the day you left me,
A part of me left me too
I screamed, I cried
Needed a shoulder to lie.
Nobody came to rescue me twice,
I wonder why?
Maybe that day I died thrice.
I murdered myself one more time,
Just to save me one more time.
It pained
But had no medicine to inhale.
I murdered the love inside me,
Just to save me one more time.
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Author:
Undreamed Friend (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Breakup hurts but what hurts the most is its side effect on yourself. You lost yourself, you no longer are the person you used to be. You killed yourself unconsciously.
- Category: Sad
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