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Oct 2014
Trouble
Comes close
Like a

Dark cloud

Which will

Cause violent
Thunder storm

I am single
May be we all

Fighting hard for a
Place to survive

Blood becomes
Cold

I feel the warmth
Dissipating from me

Soul is free

My mind is
Freeze

I need a heal
I need a medicine
Hardly

Something like
Self healing

To test my inner
Strengths
Healers can help me to
Function normally

But, it's me who should
Have the desire to live

I lost somewhere in the middle
I don't know why and how I wrote this

But came

Unintentionally
Babu kandula
Written by
Babu kandula  Des Plaines, Illinois
(Des Plaines, Illinois)   
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