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Jan 2019
Her
We go out looking for love
But can't find peace with self
We have list of what we want
But we don't offer others our help

We want everything now
All to ourselves in haze
Hallucinating about our own feelings
Can't solve simple life maze

Once I held on to my thoughts
Insanely dark, deep and profane
took a dip in shallow water
To realise the depth of pain

I heard her call for help
Couldn't stope the impetus
Saved her life to realise
It was my own self-consciousness


- shashank
shashank mishra
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shashank mishra  23/M/India
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