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Jun 2016
They say
The music
is bad for me;
They don't see that
The music
helps me breathe.

They say
Excessive texting
is unhealthy;
They don't see
What they've taken
away from me.

They say
It leaves my
mind empty;
They don't see
These lines
of poetry.
Pull me out of this sinking town;
I'm dying to live.
Written by
Poetria  F/Pakistan
(F/Pakistan)   
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