She stands, watching,
A spectator to the spectacle;
Tears run down her cheeks
As she observes
Them falling out of love. She stands, watching,
A spectator to the spectacle;
Her mother threatens
To move out
And drag her and her sister along.
She stands, watching,
A spectator to the spectacle;
As she notices
Her father didn’t do much
To stop her.
She stands, watching,
A spectator to the spectacle;
Her didi tries
To mediate their fight
And it works for a minute.
She stands, watching,
A spectator to the spectacle;
They put on their masks
And play the role
Of a perfect family yet again.
She stands, watching,
A spectator to the spectacle;
Tears run down her cheeks
As she realises
They’re never going to be the same.
This makes me sad
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Sorry bacha
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This still makes me sad
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It still makes me sad too
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