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Reality...

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By waqar jameelPublished 5 years ago 1 min read

My pages are empty so is my mind

I feel less human,When i scar my mind it doesn't bleed anymore.

When the cold rain embraces me i don't feel the rain i wonder if I'm as cold as the rain is.

I'm loosing me day by day

As i am drowning in the endless sea of darkness like a lost soul with no hope of getting found,

I get to the bottom of the sea i found millions of lost soul just like me i wasn't searching for them but they found me. I felt somewhat of belonging there. Is this eternity?

And then i hurt i hurt myself and again i met myself.

Déjà vu

It was all me, All those souls it was me

I've been here before I've lost myself before and I've found myself before millions of time's again and again .

What if all this im feeling is a single piece of just one of my reality...!

heartbreak

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