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Hamad
Hamad
22/M/Pakistan In short, I write to feel better.
Rupi Kaur once wrote "Your absence is a missing limb" and there are sharks, again, around my bleeding heart.
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Apr 10, 2020
Apr 10, 2020 at 5:42 PM UTC
your absence
it's exhausting! Isn't it? existence is exhausting I feel like a city under the war  for decades battle after battle death after death trauma after trauma It always feels like a pair of lungs half-filled with water I need something peaceful the sound of the trees and smell of dead body when the war is over you know you lost so much that it might take three lives to fill the gap but you know that now it's over, as the wind swipes through the street of a post-apocalyptic city.
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Mar 30, 2020
Mar 30, 2020 at 8:32 PM UTC
Peace of Post-apocalyptic city
I wash my hands as the Rome burns to the ground I smoke a cigarette at the balcony as the city goes in lockdown my city my city It's a ghost-town. my people my people I am lost without.
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Mar 27, 2020
Mar 27, 2020 at 7:40 PM UTC
a poem in time of Pandemic