THE STRANGE COLLECTION
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Last published Fri, Mar 3, 2017
A girl Susan Smith writes these poems in a confused manner just as her life [she feels so]. She is fed up of life but has ardent desire to be an actress. she never tells anyone about her wish and so never she writes about it. She feels her life is hell but loves music and so loves writing poems.
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