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Sep 25
There's an abyss where the souls meet
That keeps bliss out of reach
Why?
Do we even try?
I've manipulated you all the time
That there's the light
At the end of the tunnel
I'm delusional
In my mind, too
Why do I feel dilapidated all the time
Something has died inside

But there's hope
That I'll look at the flowers
The blue in deepest parts of the skies
And there's a change of heart that sustains life in all beings

It delivers me from my darkest times
It drives me out of the corners of the dying souls of my mind
Why?
Do we even try? For just a moment of peace that gives us power
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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