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Apr 2016
Sometimes I feel like

I am not the right person

To talk about Love and Care

My failure to rescue
My failure to care
My failure to be there

These thoughts make me weak

Never let me rise from the darkness

Am completely occupied with the memories

Where I stood and have no possibility to

Soothe my dearest

That curse of my life I never want anyone

To experience
Yes, everyone have their own darkest hours

Well it's all about how you deal with them
Babu kandula
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Babu kandula  Des Plaines, Illinois
(Des Plaines, Illinois)   
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