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When I recite the words,

deep buried in my heart,

And then I just let all the not sounding good words left there,

I want to scream,

Just to tell that I am more than these words.

But did I say that?

Nope I was clamped by my dry throat.

....

When I smile,

the one for camera when you click a picture,

the one for the lame joke you cracked,

the cheesy one or pouty one.

And suddenly when my eyes went blurred,

I gave a quick peck of excuse me ,

The bathroom walls had seen the zillion tears,

Then I also wanted to tell you,

I am more than these pictures you wanted to show off to the people,

bragging about how happy I am.

.....

When I lie down enjoying the gush of air,

Or the sun blazing comfort of sun,

It was burning and soothing at just a glance,

I sure see the goodness of life,

But when someone close to me leave,

I go in deep slumber,

Even then I want to tell you,

That I am more than this life that often seems to be claimed  of.

-msasan

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