Poetry

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Do you have the right to hurt me so bad?

Do you have right to forget all we had?

Do you have the right to leave me behind?

As you cruelly declare you were never mine.

You say you want the right to live free.

But the one who has to pay is me.

You lie and sneak to have your fun.

Not caring that you already have someone.

You know I have been nothing but true.

But that does not matter to you.

You only care about what you feel.

Everything else is not a big deal.

You may be content with your heart of stone.

I know you will care when you want to come home.

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