"Goodbye!"
Only you could have bid me goodbye,
when I was standing in the pain laden rain ,
on a December night, all the efforts gone in vain,
I was in dismay , washed off of all the joy,
didn't you use me as a cheap optional toy?
But no! You were still alive in my heart then,
inspite of all the awful abuses. "Men will be men!"
You came home, lipstick stain on your white shirt,
drunk and irritated, with mouthful of dirt,
and then you hit me, pulling my hair cruelly,
just because I told you to go to sleep fastly,
you dragged me to the bed, my hands behind
my back, into the black I lost my mind.
That night , under the cold shower, I decided
to bid you the forever "goodbye".
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