My soul is deprived of having,
My eyes are tired of finding,
false believed light,
deeper than the most could find,
The living is a lie,
This time,
If it's possible to die and,
born again on this fly.
So I could just be the same,
Nothing like me again,
I wish I could stop this from going in vain,
And turn this over again.
Don't you hold back,
Please, explain.
I can see how you're dealing
with the pain,
I can see what you're hiding
beneath the plane.
Just like me in this world of the game,
Of thorns and snakes.
Wanting to walk in the lane.
Tell me, we can be the same.
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_Shiza maryam
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29th March,18.
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Poetry- 'It keeps me sane.' And sometimes, when all the tears dry up, I bleed words. Highest ranked as :3rd in poems, Started publishing on: 28/02/18 All of these words are entirely original. Please,don't copy and paste.
