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Dec 2019
The hope comes crashing
And i wished
I had more time to keep them
Bring them to reality
But destiny
Has games to play
And i am a bad player.

I am getting played
with level getting difficult.
I wish not to continue
But I won't quit
Cause I cannot
Not now, not then
I have to survive
Till the end.

As When it ends
It won't matter
As the people said and i believed.
what comes and goes,
And i stay
struggle with myself
patience running thin.
I've learned a lot
Lot to talk about in age.

In my age
I want to be different
and still fit in
in the crowd and in my jeans.
And my cloud of wishes and hope
have just started to pour
and falling down
Like my tear drops
It is beautiful and ugly
And it will end
.
Nylee
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Nylee  24/F/in a body and mind.
(24/F/in a body and mind.)   
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