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Dec 2019
Lord. Haven’t I suffered enough ?
These constantly refreshing images.
Why not just take my life ?
Give me a rest from this cursed life.
No, scarred life.

I don’t want to feel anymore.
I don’t want to love anymore.
I can’t love anymore.
Can’t even hate anymore.

Love is dead in my life,
Not coming back ever.
I don’t belong here, not anymore.

Take me up to heaven,
Heal my scars if you could.
Impossible right ?
Aravind Shanavaz
Written by
Aravind Shanavaz  23/M/Sydney, Australia
(23/M/Sydney, Australia)   
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