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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Days became weeks, Weeks became months, And gradually months turned into years… I wondered, God, what did I learn over the years? What did my relationships teach me? Each one was special, Was love a mirage? An arrangement, An adjustment between two people… I truly don’t know… I wondered, What lessons my heart learnt? That it was best to invest in self, Rather than waste your time on others… It is a far greater grief, To have a man’s love, And then lose it, For me, Memory lingers, I befriended pain in the process, It became an integral part of my life, Inherent to me… Wish If I could go back in time, And erase the whole experience, Had I never met some, I would not have to Go through so much of hurt, Was the experience worth it? I truly don’t know… It kind of left me, An outcast in my own eyes Hard to put my past behind me, But it always intrudes into my present, Everyday is a silent struggle Quiet yet turbulent, Tough to explain But... Looking back now, I don’t blame anyone, I am the writer of my own fate, I let others exploit my innocence, I was emotionally weak then, And that’s where I went wrong… Did bitter experiences, Make me a better human? A sort of discovering My latent strengths, Did destiny stimulate? A burning passion in me To improve myself, Did it transform? The breeze into a tempest, Did it turn? A dull fable into a masterpiece, I guess, It helped me, To emancipate myself, From the shackles of relations…
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