Try not to kiss everyone goodbye;
Then, wonder why you've been left hanging dry.

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Kate hai hamne bhi haath kabhi kisi jamane me
Rulaya hai bahut kisi ne is pyar ke afsaane me
Dil ka sauda hua tha aur jaan le ke Chale gaye
Mere katl ki saajish hue thi pyar ke bahane me

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Where my nights were peaceful
Where my eyes were dry
Where my heart was happy

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I don't know
why I do

such things which
I don't like to

for just because
others expect me too.

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I was enough happy with my life... 😔 When I was not depressed...🖤
Were my arm was clean..

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RAZOR

My RAZOR is,
now my PEN.

The BLUE ink,
turned RED.

My SHEET is now
my WRIST.

Now the PLANE
has VALLEYS.

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Words hurt
I have scar to
Prove it..

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that penknives can become
a pain reliever, at times.

#SelfHarm

Words from the heart of
a Broken Lover 💔

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Here I am,
A lost soul in broken form
Shaky hands holding blade
Was I worthy of the pain I felt ?
Long winter nights never felt so short
Empty eyes searching for the path lost.
Shattered deep within,
Such scattered it was hard to begin,
How was I afraid of the new day, scared about how would it turn may.
Running eyes swollen lips
Hoping this be the day may I could miss.
Surrounded by crowd yet nowhere to be, days passed by
In search of eyes, who could see the struggling me.
Tough it was, facing the day
Depressed was I, they say.
In Search of love, in search of compassion,
All I needed to once again grow,
But depression is a feeling which promises never to let go.
Love felt barren, compassion undertaken
Nothing could be my day's made
Thus, here I am with a blade.

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It's not just a cut on my wrist.. it's a satisfaction..

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