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An unfinished storey

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When nobody understands or agrees.
They only saw the red mist,
the choking smoke.
Not the creator of such catastrophes.
How can you tell them,
how they should react or feel?
They who have only seen half the side.
An unfinished storey,
twisted by lies.
The words ‘I’m sorry’,
takes too much pride,
too much pain,
to allow yourself to say.
Sometimes, it is easier,
to simply walk away.



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