When your own bad deeds
Coming back to you
With a shape of a ugly monoester
Bites you, makes wound, tear you
Cuts you so deep never to be heal
You could only stand still and
Pray to him
But pain will grow each time you breathe
And reminds you what you have done
Seeing your loving one fall from the stairs
And you are in no position to extend your hand
To help her
And feels a gap bigger than Atlantic between two hearts
Alongside from childhood to grown up.
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