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Dec 12
The urge to vanish from the face of earth!
The urge to leave everything behind and never return
Has become Inordinately profound.
I haven’t been myself for days
And yet
Nobody notices the woeful aura around me!
The pitch black that has taken over me.
My dejected face
Eyes filled with sorrow
Mirthless smiles  
and
Shammed laughter!
A con artist disguised as myself!

Alas
A.H
Written by
Aishath Hana  27/F/Maldives
(27/F/Maldives)   
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