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Nov 2020
Lips cracked up,
to hide all the fear
that exists
within this mortal form.
Eyes glistening with hope,
cause hope’s audacity was
all that was left
within this skeleton.
Mind in chaos,
while all seemed calm
on the outside
with this human charm.
Bittersweet pain and pleasure,
it’s all mine.
All of it will help me shine.
Rollercoaster
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Rollercoaster  14/M/belongs to the rain
(14/M/belongs to the rain)   
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   Ayesha and Eshwara Prasad
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