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PLAYER

 HELLOO READERS ;) today's post is another poem so here it begins

I am here but nowhere

I care but showing it is something I don't dare

people call me a player

as I hide my eyes full of pain behind a dark glare

people use me like a comfort chair

but when I dump them they stare

when I revolt I become the enemy

whatever they do to me is their prodigy

well well well  with time they do learn for every action there is equal and opposite reaction

but their unwanted ego do not allow them to leave toxic  propagation


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  1. Some pains go unnoticed. We have to just endure and go on.

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    1. indeed sir enduring is okay but being judged unnecessarily and that too on the basis of rumors is frustrating so writing about this is something I felt is very important

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  2. That's a very good poem. Your assertion is true and nothing but the whole truth.

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