She hated him
With every cell in her body
She was in pain,
Which he didn't felt
When he left her
Her heart broke
She was breathing
But not alive
Pain was working on her
So perfectly
Resulting in damaging
Every inch of her
Disaster he called me Rebel I was His actions were smooth But harsh on me The reaction I gave Is what he fell for Disaster created the story On which he smiled I tried not to harm him, But disastrous i was.
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