I felt remorse...
Life is waving their hands through a mirror....
But in reality I'm not able to copy the same....
Life demands me to stay peace through a mirror...
But in reality I'm not able to copy the same...
Life guides me to move on through a mirror...
But in reality,I'm not able to do the same...
My soul and her distress breaking that mirror into pieces...
Am I able to mend it...
- Authors: Haritha H
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- Published: July 6th, 2024 23:47
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- Category: Reflection
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