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August 22, 2019
Saharanpur, India

You write differently,
something about it is sarcastic.
You have a terrifying past.
How do you do that?
“Honestly I don’t know,
but if I weep in front of you,
you might not find the words to comfort me.”
You got to come out of it, you know.
It’s a trap!
Living in pain is one thing
& imbibing it within our core is different,
It’ll eat you up.
“But doesn’t it end the same for everyone?
Unsatisfactory job, lost love,
Nagging parents, broken heart,
bad sex, poverty, traffic,
Pay bills, insomnia, and what not.
Is there even an escape?
It is thought to be around
When it is always inside.
Pampered and reared by us.
They are the same stories,
Just differently narrated.”

SUNSET LOVE
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July 24, 2019
New Delhi, India

He stopped writing.
& She doesn’t know why.
All she hope for is she ain’t the reason.

ORIGINAL
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June 30, 2019
 

I  W a s  d y i n g ,  b u t  t h e n  . .
I  s u r v i v e d .

ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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