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i feel so empty.
as smoke fills my lungs,
i exhale what is left in this body 
that i try to call my home.
crying meaningless tears into
the lonely air of depression.
when you ask why i am crying, 
i cannot answer you. 
i dont want you to remember 
why i am weak.

                          
-m
longings.जहाँ कहानियाँ रहती हैं। अभी खोजें