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Mar 2021
Soliciting an escape
a door, a window from I could fall,
lend me the cape
that'll help my emotions to stall,
I went to the gateway of repentance
together with my delusion,
They said it wasn't the presence
that alone counted for being in an illusion
An escapee reaches greater depths than a normal person. Here I’m an escapee and I want to escape all the reality but when I reached the gateway of regret it wasn’t only the mere presence that counted for the justification of me being an escapist …
Written by
Jehkaran Singh  18/M
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