Melancholy:

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The wicked witch of gloom submerges within the depth of my soul, eating me up with its evil touch, as it spreads its darkest wings over me cpovering the eternal and timeless existence of me holding me back with its thorny spikes, tearing my flesh apart with its cruelty and hollowness. The cuts and wounds are so deep that they reach my soul, i bleed out in hope that my pain bleeds alongwith every drop, but still as my eyes get weary and numbness overcomes me. I hope never to open my eyes again into this world, this surrounding, these people...



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syed-muhammad-ali-shah

My life. My choices. My problems. My mistakes. My lessons. Not your business. Mind your own problems before you talk about mine. My life is not your story to tell.

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