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A scary mask

A scary mask

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A scary mask

A scary mask

Bharath Nandibhatla

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I don't know which is worse. A pair of parallels that never meet. Or tangents that meet and never again. A touching story to tell about the tangents. #tangent #parallel

I don't know which is worse. A pair of parallels that never meet. Or tangents that meet and never again. A touching story to tell about the tangents. #tangent #parallel

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It's scary to imagine When you are no longer needed In the one's life For whom you sacrificed Everything even your dreams You no longer treated right With slightest of dignity You no longer have the feeling Of your heart being broken again To a point where you are Totally ruined mentally But managing good physically ©ViMi Scary to Imagine #vithumithra

It's scary to imagine When you are no longer needed In the one's life For whom you sacrificed Everything even your dreams You no longer treated right With slightest of dignity You no longer have the feeling Of your heart being broken again To a point where you are Totally ruined mentally But managing good physically ©ViMi Scary to Imagine #vithumithra

Nolizo Mhanjelwa

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I will tell a story someday. I have not lived far enough to know all about life. I haven't seen enough to conclude that it is hard. Each day I woke up with a load to unpack, with a burden to deal with, with misery hidden behind a smiley face, I was not tough but the path has been rough enough. Some time I needed a hand to pat me on the shoulder and tell me that you are on the right path but I could only make pact with myself that I aim to fulfil. Everyday I wondered why I never accept how things choose to be. Why I was made to face such hardships, but I remained strong for my self for that's all I had left for support, Maybe if I had cried myself to sleep, let go of the fear within me to become salty waters, and shutting all doors of doubt. maybe I'd have grown up to be a better version of myself. they say that things never stay the same, thst there is light at the end of the tunnel, could I have believed that in my own little box of restlessness. But there was light indeed, who could have heard me and riched his hand in my agony? Things changed for the better, a dark veil of wax in my eyes was removed, I saw a different perspective of life, filled with hope, I knew it was not yet over for God had not declared so. Today I run my own race in my own path. The pact now has a third party, yes I made an agreement with the Lord Jesus Christ. And I Live because He lives, but yet still my story yremains to be told. #I will tell a story someday

I will tell a story someday. I have not lived far enough to know all about life. I haven't seen enough to conclude that it is hard. Each day I woke up with a load to unpack, with a burden to deal with, with misery hidden behind a smiley face, I was not tough but the path has been rough enough. Some time I needed a hand to pat me on the shoulder and tell me that you are on the right path but I could only make pact with myself that I aim to fulfil. Everyday I wondered why I never accept how things choose to be. Why I was made to face such hardships, but I remained strong for my self for that's all I had left for support, Maybe if I had cried myself to sleep, let go of the fear within me to become salty waters, and shutting all doors of doubt. maybe I'd have grown up to be a better version of myself. they say that things never stay the same, thst there is light at the end of the tunnel, could I have believed that in my own little box of restlessness. But there was light indeed, who could have heard me and riched his hand in my agony? Things changed for the better, a dark veil of wax in my eyes was removed, I saw a different perspective of life, filled with hope, I knew it was not yet over for God had not declared so. Today I run my own race in my own path. The pact now has a third party, yes I made an agreement with the Lord Jesus Christ. And I Live because He lives, but yet still my story yremains to be told. #I will tell a story someday

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Dead in my mind, Halo over my head. This everlasting pain, I myself bred. Driving my expectations, anxiety being stoplight. Exaggerated thoughts, vivid and effectively bright. Darkness dominating the visuals, apprehension and fright. That's how it went, that scary night. A Scary Night!✨ #poetrywithemotions

Dead in my mind, Halo over my head. This everlasting pain, I myself bred. Driving my expectations, anxiety being stoplight. Exaggerated thoughts, vivid and effectively bright. Darkness dominating the visuals, apprehension and fright. That's how it went, that scary night. A Scary Night!✨ #poetrywithemotions