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The cloak of conscience


You know how lost I feel on days, how meaningless it all seems. All this journey leads me nowhere, I feel. This success, this status, is all for the world, not me. Because I only desire you, my only true desire.

Desperate I'm on days, empty I feel inside but even if I don't ever get to you, I can't stop being me. The me that made me worthy of you.

My desperation tends to lead me astray but I stay, deep rooted. Remembering everything this life means, and everything you mean to me.

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  1. PrathibhaApril 16, 2019 at 4:43 PM

    Very deep

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  2. RubyApril 19, 2019 at 3:32 PM

    These are the best lines of poetry I have come across in a long time. Thanks for sharing this and bringing a smile :) Cheers, Ruby.

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  3. BeyondMay 1, 2019 at 2:18 AM

    Thanks Pratibha, Ruby

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