Maybe we would have been diffrent,
Had it been for our true love.
But don't you think that it is a tragedy,
That everything was a facade.
Just like the sky on a summer noon,
Rests calm without any warnings,
I wish we would've been warned in our rests,
That the entire time we were dying.
Don't you think the regrets, stayed?
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There Was A Feeling
PoetryWhile so many things could've changed, I wanted to decide I'll always be the same. But why is it so difficult? ------- This book is the poetry book with poetries highlighting topics anxiety, depression, self-doubt, heartbreak and many more such fee...
