Only thing that you
Gave me
Is trauma
Only thing of yours
That is left with me
Is trauma
The irreversible imprints on my heart that you left,
Have been stuck on my mind at a great, huge depth.
Only thing that you ever gave me is trauma,
Only trauma.
Your presence, your absence
Your happiness
Your neglect, your regret
Your sadness
Your eyes, your lies
Your face
Your voice, Your choice
And your walking grace
Only thing you have been to me is a trauma,
Only trauma.
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