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Nov 2018
The way she smiled
The way she lied
on herself she always relied
All her emotions, bottled up and denied
Sleepless nights, she always cried
everyday on the inside, a little she died
She felt tied
but nonetheless tried
Every moment was a roller-coaster ride
Strong she stayed, to keep her pride
but it was necessary to hide,
Because maybe somewhere, deep inside
she was getting a little paranoid.
Simran Guwalani
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Simran Guwalani  24/F/India
(24/F/India)   
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