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I tend to overthink.While others make decisions in a blink,I take time to put it to ink.Take this poem, thinking of words to link.I sit in class and t..
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I am not the best,no better than the rest.Even in this fest,I feel a burden on my chest.What is this, some sort of a gest?I want to be as happy as the..
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Just the comparison of our lives to that of a book, one to be written by ourselves.
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Exhausted by my daily routine; wrote this a few days back. I love life but sometimes it is a bit too harsh.
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Just how absurd is our friendship?A whole movie disgraced for a clip.All the memories forgotten for one mistake.So weak, it almost feels fake.Almost l..
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As I rest myself on this train seat,I see at least a thousand lives.Mostly students, dressed neatAll as bees, going back to their hives.I wonder just ..
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Wrote this while travelling in a train in Mumbai
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Sometimes I sit alone and ponder,how different is everyone's lives!Almost as if magic, a wonder;One laughs while the other cries.In a gathering, a cro..
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Smile, greet everyone. You never know if there's a tomorrow!
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Something that I have always believed in, something I believe should be talked upon!
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