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         Life is so contradictory,one day you are just a brie;

                                                 You are so much free.

                                      One day you fly like a bee, nothing could stop your spree

You are everything's key,Tears you won't see!

And then it spins back, you'll cry on your knee,

On all the the rejected plea.


You'll just be an amputee, nothing will make you beam.

All your fears redeem on your broken dream.

Sometimes it's harder than it seem.

To put on a smile and reach apogee.

And sometimes harder to find even a glee.

When you know its all false ,guaranteed!

Well I will just share how I make it all flee.

How it is that you can go on and dream.


If I start to cry, I can make a wide sea,

If I bury it inside, in no time,I will sue me..

So sometimes it's just better to ignore,be an absentee

It all hurts only when you make it an addressee!

You may disagree and call me an escapee ;

But this is how I make it to the jubilee.

I cannot agree more that this not not reality.

However for me , it's how I manage without falling weak.


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  "She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum."   -Jonathan Foer.

~Chaahat.






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