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Jul 2018
What is it? Oh! What is it?
The question lingers in my head
Hours after hours,
I lie awake in my bed.
I see the sun come up
And I see the sun go down,
With the sunshine I fake a smile
With the sunset I let myself drown.
What is it? Oh! What is it?
Is there anyone to hear my sound?
Tell me, oh! What is it
That's eating me away,
Why is my soul nowhere to be found?
If there's ever a feeling of hopelessness and loneliness that can eat you away, and you're unable to find the answers to your never ending depression, then talk to someone you trust. Because, us humans, we are complicated in a simple way. That's why we are unique. So don't torture yourself. Share your sufferings with people who'll understand you instead. Spread love ❤❤❤
Tribhu
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Tribhu  20/F
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