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Sep 2014
For me life is a worthless thing,
which has no values and no importance after realising which always forms a negligence of aliving,
i lost everything,every feeling i had,
and i dont ver cry when i am sad,
it seems to be no one who can understand and believe me,
i even lost my self in the worthless and selfish world which made me a liar,
and push me into the deadly series of fire,
but there is a greed of revenge
against world's narrow mindness,
which i never understood even dying with them,
there are almost all evil things happens in me devil life,
in which i am fighting with endless reasons to die,
after knowingΒ Β that no one have the ability to understand my emotions from which i am suffering and living in frustations,
no refinding is left of myself after overcoming from reason less figths which having preconceptions in the past time,
so leave me my life cause i alsmost and finaly want to die.
# Akash
Akash mazumdar
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Akash mazumdar  22/M/faridabad ,haryana,INDIA
(22/M/faridabad ,haryana,INDIA)   
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