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Emotional glass

Wanted to tell him that it was everything negative on my side.

My sun wasn’t that bright, nor were my musings so delight

Where would I go with depression on my mind?

I bleed when emotional glass breaks,

on the inside face a big hurricane.

Harder than that I think of, every time things doesn’t go my way,

But my suicidal tendencies don’t generate.

I when think about losing, craves to live more,

Even when it comes to my heart,

I leave no sentiments in the shore.

With whole of my heart I cherish the soul,

leave no reason when it comes to abandoning his home.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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