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Jun 2019
Lying in my bed
eyes brimming with water
how can I let them
fall down and become mortal
thinking about ways to die
a few minutes after
deciding with a sigh
never to let it overpower
a cycle that continues
and I ask myself
when I am going to run out of my dues
and knock at the door of my end
Written by
Somi  21/F/India
(21/F/India)   
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         S Olson, Bogdan Dragos, Fawn and JaxSpade
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