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World

Inside me, there is a world where I could see myself falling,

Tearing apart, damaged and helpless,

But still standing like an angel with wings wide open.

Filled with rainbow ink, poured in my skin,

I ain’t an outsider for my soul.

The sun rises within me and sets there itself,

I am an open book of mystery, I am an otherworldly self.

Apart from misery and sadness,

My life is climbing to the top,

and tripping over everything beneath.

I am an old school living playing roles,

You’ll find me where love resides between two souls,

Admiring them like it’s my anecdote.

Inside me, there is a world, not everybody knows.

-Riya Shah

By Ray

POET| CONTENT WRITER| BLOGGER

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