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This is more of a lyrical prose about someone who's tired. Tired of people, struggling, just tired.
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Don't let the world suffocate our love
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A letter he wished he had got.
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She ran away from the people who caged her, but how can she run away from her own fears.
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To me, even the tiniest insult is equivalent to being bullied, so I lash out the same way. Here's one such incident.
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Does she love him?
This is the first story from my book of short stories, Love - Short Excerpts.
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See a rainy evening through the eyes of a heartbroken boy, whose past and future remain a mystery.
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When the one you love does not love you. The third chapter from my book, Love - Short Excerpts
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She waited, he never came. Third chapter from my book, Love - Short Excerpts.
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Here's what she's made of.
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