They gave me
150 characters
to write about myself.
I kept wondering
how I'd justify my being
with such a limitation.
Then I remembered,
I've done it
so many times now,
by squeezing myself
in your heart.

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I am not stupid to not understand your despicable hateful narcissistic behaviour against me .
Just wanted to see the limit of your proletarian , scurvy, degenerate , lowly nature ...

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Way to the end
I’m lighting up another cigarette,
Blowing out the light, looking degenerate. In your eyes,
I’m doing all the wrong things,
I’m trying to forget the promises you made,
stuff that stings.
Don’t think of smoking as a habit of mine,
I’m burying one pain under another and acting fine.
This is your thoughts running in my mind,
I’m just burning them and giving the inferno wind.
I’m in pain, heartbroken and shattered.
Result of being in love like nothing else mattered.
If you feel the pain, then come to me, get close,
Hold me for the first and last time, before I lose.
My eyes are moist, mind’s a mess.
I’m making others laugh, nonetheless.
I’ve lost my life,
I draw regret.
I’m lighting up another cigarette.

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You can always
bet on the
goodness of the
Good people.

But you never know
how low a
Low-life would go.

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"Falling in love is a natural
process, any kind of man-made
interference degenerate it."

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