You are foul,I am depressed. _________________________ You are foul,I am depressed. Both of us need dreep rest. We are in search of peace. Though you're devil and so my fate is. Let's be the healer of one another. Make the pain forced to flee far . There is no other path to follow hence, where life stops to make any sense. Circumstances made us psycho, I can prove me normal though. Now it's your turn to decide whether you shall live or suicide. whatever you do, none will care. The seeker is everybody but the happier are rare. Sonnet2
