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Always so insecure, There seems no cure.. In the hunger of more, Feeling anxiety till core.. Hustling , To end hustles,.. Building a dream, All in bubbles.. Looking back, Its hell and cries.. Trying to climb up, There's a valley along, deep enough to die.. Ahead i race, Soul not keeping pace.
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Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 10:13 PM UTC
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Always so insecure, There seems no cure.. In the hunger of more, Feeling anxiety till core.. Hustling , To end hustles,.. Building a dream, All in bubbles.. Looking back, Its hell and cries.. Trying to climb up, There's a valley along, deep enough to die.. Ahead i race, Soul not keeping pace.
Miles to go before i sleep. This time will give up if its need.
#insecure#anxiety#hustling#dream#hell#cries#die#race#soul
apporva-arya
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apporva-arya
21/F/India
Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 10:13 PM UTC
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