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Your action must haveKilled the soul of manyYet you smile and sayyou have a deep scar of sorrow. I wonder how hungryWere you all these yearsSearching for your wealthy preyto start those loops of your gloomy eyes. How much did you lieat their faceBy telling peoplethe former onesTook your grace I heard you told themyou…
Maybe I am not ready. For the changes about to happen For people expecting me to behave For sitting with people And laughing on their talks Expressing my opinion Maybe I can’t be the person Life is an Illusion Which keeps us going to find what we seek Maybe my wanting has nothing to…
People lie all the time It’s their human right to lie I never came up with terms that how much of lie is Enough Can we measure the lie? Or it can be weighed? How much or after how many lies I am not allowed to forgive Cause I am confused Whenever I see…
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