There's more about you
Than what meets the eye, he remarked
Yes, I still carry feelings
And I do cry, she replied
Even if I have sensitized my being
To the inexplicable sufferings
I question
Why
It can't be my karma
For I cant think of hurting a fly
Sequestering self
I have bloomed
In excruciating shades
The obnoxious gropings
Snatched my innocence
In phases, the excruciating agony continued
Betrayal in love
Indifference to my existence
I have endured it all
If ever I read pages from my life
You will realize
Every verse is written
With my blood diamonds
©LR
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