That unmatured heart which
was tending to maturity did not just clear a way or a phase , but was brutally
forged in.
The pain when you face the face value world and after constant contemplation
realise self worth but still secanting hails of terror of unworthiness text you
: #hello
A life with series of best friends that heart knows and no one when heart
cries.
Yes we can understand ,it's
tough !
'We can understand' and the series of smile tickles
me on! You know the person and not the pain. Its not I am here ,it is untill
when !!
Because it will end ...... Someday and know I know
this!
The cry of comparison has a beautiful effect ,it
gives u what u ideally dont want and pretentiously do ----#loneliness wait, I
got a better word #solitude#society_reference.
-- #ANMOL
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