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THE TRAUMA

 Hello bello readers today I am going to write about the most negative thing  that happen to us in our lives that is our trauma a time where we did not know how to go on in life we didn't know  what to react and yes  once again this is going to be in form of poetry:

I WANTED TO SAY SO MUCH  BUT WORD WERE LESS

PAINFUL DAYS NIGHTS WERE RESTLESS

WAS IT ALL  MY MISTAKE ?

OR YOU JUST HAD A DIFFERENT TAKE 

I AM UNSURE OF MY RIGHT AND WRONG CUES

BUT YOURS  WERE PRETTY CLEAR AND  THAT LED ME TO THE WORLD OF BLUES

I DON'T REMEMBER EXACTLY  ALL THE FACT 

BUT YOUR  VENOMOUS ACT IS  THERE IN MY HEAD INTACT

DEVOID OF SUPPORT

LIVED LIKE  A ROBOT

EXPECTING SOMEONE TO RESCUE ME 

NOT FROM ANYTHING ELSE BUT ME 

SILENCE WAS KILLING ME

VIOLENCE  TOOK PLACE WILLINGLY 


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