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Jul 2018
I'm not angry with my body, but my every scar hides a tear.
I'm angry with my soul...
oh my dear soul!
why did you have to be so compliant... why did you have to be so naive.... why don't you understand the ways of the world and
why do you easily take the bait?
do you like being Hurt by others? or do u enjoy being in pain?
Through the solemn darkness...
I heard a voice call out my name....
It sure did sound like me... but just more happier than I ever could be...
it was my soul indeed...
looking at me with her twinkling eyes...
Telling me that all the wretched things that happen to us
can only hurt our mind...

      can only hurt our mind...
Trivial thoughts of a crooked mind.......
Manasi Kemkar
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Manasi Kemkar  India
(India)   
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