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Bhoomi Mittal

Tragedy Classics Thriller

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Bhoomi Mittal

Tragedy Classics Thriller

Despair

Despair

1 min
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Life of Despair and pain I led,

With Sizzling voices, my brain crackled, 

To end it all, was what I wanted,

For there was nothing left, besides memories haunted... 


I tried to squeeze joy till the last drop,

To stop my happiness from turning into a wilting crop, 

Feigning those hilarious laughs,

I wished to hide my tears by fake coughs... 


I danced and vied to songs that were lost,

Amidst the new jiggles of low cost,

I read and read about cheer and joy,

Wanting to experience it as a child with a little toy... 


I screamed to bring out my muffled voice,

But my tries were silenced as I had no choice,

I have now known that there's no escape,

From my demons -other than leaving this wild scrape...


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