Life is not perfect, neither am I.
Yet both go on ,I never ask why.-
I go to war with myself,
Leaving behind only collateral damage...-
Maybe one day I'll find that place where the chaos inside is understood and the mind feels at home...
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Emotions raw,
Words immature.
Thoughts a plenty but spark low.
Mind silent , soul pretty violent,
Still not a single stroke on the imagination board.
Did I sail on the Poetess's boat too early ?
Or the words have betrayed me already.
I am trying to know.
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Hundreds of wishes not one being heard,
So many things to express, can't utter a word.
Each passing moment my mind is in doubt,
There have been times when I just wanted to shout.
Hope this air of uneasiness clears soon,
Very much eager to come out of this cocoon.
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Everyday people die because of a number of diseases.
Good part is that nobody dies of absolute hate simmering inside them.
You live to see whom you hate with guts flourish and die yourself each day.-
After every descent there's a rise,the trick is to be around when that happens !
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