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Drowning

I drown when things don’t go my way,

that’s the way I pretend I am okay.

With the trees falling in front of me that I planted,

I shatter, I collapse and abide, with the dilemmas every day.

That when I realise that flowers that I grow can get broken,

with time things change and it’s realistic.

Stopped telling the stories that I suffered,

I get silent like the snow in the winters.

I drown before I show them the destruction,

I come back pretending my life is normal.

-Riya Shah

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