I called it my hardwork,
they called it my fate.
Whenever I tried to be perfect,
they always made me pay.
Then I rose from the Darkside,
and defeated those demons.
Those who made me cry once,
now called me their inspiration.
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PoetryA weight weighed by a soul , an array of mood swings , an unintentional search of something anonymous......it's all just a mind with millions of emotions....... A "Poem" collection to take you through one such journey to make you realise a world bey...
