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Jan 2019
So he stood there with nothing left to see,
on the edge of the roof
looking down to the street.
seeing the flickering lights of cars,
seeing all the meaning less rush.

Looking at the clock one more time,
thinking about what he left behind,
his family friends,
and all the faces he could think.

Just like the sun he tried to shine,
burning himself he tried to give light.
helping the family and friends,
Only a little acknowledgment he wanted to feel.

slowly he realized life wasn't fair,
He will never get anything here.
thinking about life made him depressed
he searched for friends
But only loneliness he could get.

He forgot to love himself,
now he is standing by the edge.
He  smiled and smiled a tears of joy.
Finally he will kiss the death goodbye.
Safiul
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Safiul  25/M/Dhaka, Bangladesh
(25/M/Dhaka, Bangladesh)   
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