21

soon i'll be 21 and time once again won the game i failed in being a different version of me i let down myself but caused more hurt to my dead dreams they thought that they were never meant to be mine and probably even prayed for the betterment of me i thought i had finally found an escape but it is also my mind who is my biggest enemy

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MaanvinderPilania

21 / M / India

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