I was the only shelter,
people killed me with the dagger,
i was treated as a great saviour, they used my as tissue paper,
i holded them when they fell, and they kept me for the sale,
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With the exception of a few English errors, this was a wonderful poem, Pathik. Thanks
Sure i will rectify my error thanks for the comment