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Dec 2018
They say
" states dnt keep the form or shape
They steal u like water does to pebbles"
So here it goes
" i fear ill not stay anymore "

States are like the birds or daffodles or like a type writer or may be its just an un- seen feeling,
What i am supposed to write
Is just not
What i am writing......
See
" how state melts you into something so shapeless"

State is like a man standing under rain
But still counting the water drops
Falling out of no where in vain
And feeling warmth in coldest sane
Lissen
" this what states do to you, numb in speaking what you should to, the only friend you keep, the heart in you"
Hira malik
Written by
Hira malik  31/F/Pakistan
(31/F/Pakistan)   
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   Phosphorimental
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