Callousness pouring out from her heartless soul
Her demons extravagantly vicious, cruel and mean
As far as I remember the remnants of her glory
How terribly I was treated & how awful it had been

On her birthday I feel scars underneath my skin
I hear screams of my shivered and inflicted heart
My soul mercilessly gnawed upon on purpose
She moved delights from life, pensively apart

The gift of deep pain that I received, I still carry it
From many but memorable moments we shared
On her birthdays I solemnly gave her gift of love
I recall what my soul bared and my heart cared

© Rana M All Rights Reserved

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