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I'm smiling --
but at the back of my mind...
Oh wait,
I don't have my own mind.
My sanity is replaced with lunacy.
Ecstatic.
Packs of delusional facades.
Illusions and charades.
Dreaming of nightmares within a daydream.

Detoriating senses.
Everything started to fall apart.
I am lost for words.
For you had taken my heart,
The day you walked that direction, opposite to what i'd took.
One final look.
Without any goodbye.
I started to cry.
And cry.
Until it drowned all that was left of me--

Your memories.

My world crumbles.
I cannot think of any word that would best describe this feeling..
These feelings..
But I cannot contain it. Not anymore.
I cannot escape.


So I will just fill these pages with--
Random letters..
Doodles.
Semantics.
Figures of speech.
Metaphors and similes.
Something only your heart could understand.
Because that heart was once mine.

I miss you.
And I don't have any idea why.
I don't know how to let this feeling pass.
S Sharma Nov 2020
Yesterday I saw someone smoking and I felt,
Why they are joking with their health?
Why they are spending their precious wealth,
In the process of detoriating their health?

Some are unknown of the consequences of smoking a cigarette,
and some smokers wants it to be a secret.
Inhaling about 5,000 harmful chemicals while actively smoking,
They effect about 5,000 innocent people who are forced to do passive smoking.

Why they are spending dollars for becoming a ***** ashboard?
Instead they can buy a poverty stricken child a skateboard.
When they are pulling out a cigarette from a pack,
Unknowingly they are increasing the threat of heart attack.

Yesterday I saw someone smoking and I felt,
Why they are joking with their health?
Why they are spending their precious wealth,
In the process of detoriating their health?

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