My life becomes a theory
Writing in a diary
Strucking with more query
Facing with no worry
God! Take away the misery
I don't need a treasury,
....
But Why you gave me the MEMORY..!!!
My heart is broken in the noon
I have learned to live my own
My tears are brightened in the moon
I don't wanna silver-spoon
Just make it all...To be boon ✨
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