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Jul 2019
I lost myself while searching for others
The truth is the societal pressure
I never learnt how to be me in the world of demons craving for the bloodshed tears
I will improve to see if I can really be me
The change is so strong, to go back seems just so long. Maybe they would've groomed me to be brave, how could I ever fall of shame. Life is a mere game with no winners just flaws making us choose one over the other.
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Ipsita  17/F/India
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