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Life is a mystery.
At one point,
We could be happy,
but
one mistake,
could end up in misery.
 Feb 2020 cath
Akshay
Why I write
 Feb 2020 cath
Akshay
These words are for me,
For I'm the one who's hurting,
I'm just healing myself.
I often wonder why we can't understand other's poems sometimes, but deep down it is the one who writes it knows the value of it.
 Feb 2020 cath
Alexander
I ripped my heart out
then put it on your silver platter
and all you can say is
“ I’ll text you later .”
I guess this is how heartbreak goes for some people.
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