Our souls are
Getting polluted
By the air, we breathe.
We feel hurt,
But smile unconsciously,
At nights,
Some of us
Feel sad and,
Lonely.
-Shiza.
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29/06/18
11:20 p.m.
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Poesía- '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.
