Tag: bench
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The Right Answer!
Sitting on the balcony, passing each smoke, I felt I am stuck, looking at the visions I had. Dreams that keep me awake, emotions from which I was running, letting them take hold of me one by one. Changing song after song, looking for that one which will understand me.I am anxious, not frightened of…
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Running For Train
I was sitting on a bench in park, totaly messed up, angry, and confused too. How dare she? I was talking to myself. She said I am not mature yet, who is she to judge me? How can she? Is she mature enough? By saying those little mature talk, one can be called mature, by…