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A Poem by Inda
It's going to hurt.after the sunshinecomes the dark.It will rain many daysand you'll lose.And there's Death,no cure for thatyet.Still, you'll be fine,..
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A Poem by Inda
another ink blotch,a sentiment in darkness,timeless.yet, one you forgot.just a specktrying to sound off.a heart- motionless,learning to let go.another..
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A Poem by Inda
none of it matters-only to you.therefore it is your mightor lack thereofwhich can endure,succeedor attainmere failure.
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A Poem by Inda
Hemingway lived three lives;a journalist, a hunter,a novelist and a soldier.Alsobriefly, a father.at timesit seemedhe livednot threebut, fivelives.y..
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A Poem by Inda
From the comfort of despair,the tranquility of loneliness.The aches,these thorns on flesh-bare.It stems from here.Keep your pity,calm the frightand aw..
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A Poem by Inda
I had something to tell you, something that hurts;of a certain levity,and it was to let you knowmy everything.I had the speech prepared,ready in my he..
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A Poem by Inda
The privileged fewlisten to you;"Never felt wanted,I've been let down often."Meanwhile 80% of the worldworks to buy food.You can bet they're scarred t..
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A Poem by Inda
heard the song today, this is and ode of sorts.
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A Poem by Inda
By my lonesome self,self hatredat an all timehigh.living for the night-life a distraction.filling pageswithcarefully craftedmistakes.
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A Poem by Inda
i thoughtit mattered,but like all else,this too was inconsequential.just another momentfleeting,weak-kneedpassing through.
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