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Interviewed Myself
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Category : Poems
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Some doubts last forever Some go down in flames Others wait for a saviour To paint feats over blames Half of the sorrows lent Some with damn absence Flickering the unwanted immigrants Still with an indelible influence Shadows bickering from sceneries Yelling from the wounds of ignorance For the desires to be a mercenary With heavy bullshits and finances And those doubts, those memories Those immigrants, those saviours Sorrows of lent miseries Snoring in my treasure..
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