The more I write ,
Sorrows never end.
Pages got over ,
Soaked in my tears .
Where am I going,
Where shall I point.
What is life?
I lost my realistic perception.
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Midnight Depression
PoetryFeeling closed, Losing life. Pain in heart , Shattered into half . If there is a reason , There may be answer. If I could create a reason, Then iam the answer.
