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Jun 2018
Fed up with the sorrow I have been trying to avoid during my gloomy days.
Down there, where I push harder to get it all out and moan it away.
All of my negative energy gets piled up after what I though was love.
Its a lie indeed to myself.
I know that night I will get back home to stare at my blank walls.
To review my life for things I have messed out and messed up
And because of this deep blues i will carry on as I am thinking to end it all.
This is my 1st poem, I hope its well done.
Written by
mera  Dull
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