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Life has been empty shell
By depending upon them
Dream has been a nightmare
Morning and evening is the same
When all I want is freedom
They keep dragging me there
Have been drowned down far
But seems like nobody care's
Lots of price to be paid
For the choices that was made
The reality is sulking me
Hope the "HOPE" will never fade
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Spilling Thoughts
PoetryWhen your thoughts cannot be expressed, spill it on pages... Sometimes scribbling, doodling and scratching on paper is all you need to do to bring out those unexpressed feelings.
