Mar 2018
Oh you! The darkened soul
Be not lost, in places you grieve
For you have escaped from battles, alone
And tasted the sour and sweet.
Oh you! The cryptic Soul
You maybe look like a crumpled paper
Don't let people to un crumple you
For you look better in your crumpled nature.
Be not lost, in places you grieve
For you have escaped from battles, alone
And tasted the sour and sweet.
Oh you! The cryptic Soul
You maybe look like a crumpled paper
Don't let people to un crumple you
For you look better in your crumpled nature.
"I usually keep quite.I kept quite for years.But now my words roll of my tongue so quickly that without any introspection. I feel a difference In me (glad). But I wished
to be the old keep-quite me.."
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to be the old keep-quite me.."
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