blacklist

how deep did it scar
when you accused me of something
i had no knowledge of

how wanted was it
when you agreed to talk and out came nothing
from your end

did you like how i treated you
not just in the past month but for three years
or was it all a facade

even if it was a facade its fine
because the end of the day
it was me on the blacklist and not you

good day
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