There might be a reason,
The sole one if it might be so,
But I am sure there has to be one,
Why the bird has to die in behalf of someone.
More like the plum and peach,
That grew on the well that summer day,
One lives a long life,
The other has to be dead.
So who is the one that commits crime?
And who should be blamed at the end?
If this is a game, it is just a cruel one,
I am not happy, can't be happy on behalf of someone.
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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...
