My words will stay with me

My thoughts would abide by me

My actions would be answered to me, by me

Every word would be stowed

Every thought would be stashed.

This for one last time is to say this,

I might be wrong, but I never lost

My thoughts might be obsolete, but I had solutions.

My words might me caustic, but I had the strength to stand by my every word.

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How do we define this?

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Respect Everyone...... something we know


But How to? Something we never care about.

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"The inner demons won't let me sleep" the neutral soul said.

"Surrender to the demons, and make your fate kneel infront of them, they will let you sleep, in peace." the weak part of the soul replied.

"Why surrender? Why not fight them? Fight till they are tired, fight till they give up and wait for them to doze off first. Then you can go to sleep. Once you wake up you might have to fight again, again the same demons or the different once, but you will sleep with respect ,of fighting and winning and not worrying about your next battles" the rebellious part answered.

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One who can see the thin line between self respect and ego, cracks the code to peace.

"He should not have done that to me, I am worth better" is self respect.

"How dare he do that to me? I will screw his happiness and make him pay for his every action" is ego.

Peace is cherry if self respect is cake, rage is light if ego is a cracker.

It's a choice,

You either cut it and have fun or just light it and burn.

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Every small battle starts with the greed to own the piece of paper with the colour and the name that's more appropriate for use, and ends with destroying ourself, or worse, destroying thousand others.

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It's okay to be a misfit in the society,

Meanwhile in the your own dimension let the society be a misfit of your creation.

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Confront destiny and challenge fate to write your story, only then a rise of a latent protagonist within the tale ascents.

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Be the person to help Satan walk on the path of kindliness and godliness, instead of being someone who walks with the Satan on his path of evilness and carrier of his rhapsody.

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Dank essence is the presence of every word in my write up.

Chaotic is the mind with numerous thoughts, waiting to be heard or waiting to get out.

One dream, hundreds of obstacles, some thousand thoughts, million branches of each thought, struggle the wrath of indecisive mind.

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