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Oct 2012
From each and every breath,
I’m counting days for my death.
I am the most hated boy
And the person who you never annoy

Every smile I make
Is always fake
I know I can’t shut and sit,
And I’m not the perfect fit

Life is miserable and long
But my pains and sorrows are strong
I may not be the best
Please give my soul a rest
Just wrote up what is/was in my mind in few minutes.
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Cool Poet-H
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