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DUST Burnt lives and burnt bodies everything eventually dust lives of dissatisfaction feeling of incompetence atmosphere of obscurity hope being stolen away belief and faith stifled away inside you peek a heart ablaze you see in desperation a scream pain.... anger.....suffocation eyes emotionless and silent a walk to the table dagger..... poison.....and rope a laugh- all doors are open when all ways are closed for you eyes roll up...a thought oh lord I thank thee for all that u gave me a smile........... and now peace burnt lives give way to burnt bodies everything eventually DUST................................................. ~Namrata Chhatwani~
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