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lessons
A collection of my reconstructive mistake,
I made it, grew from it and learnt on how to......
Let me take you back to 13 years ago,
A mistake which I couldn't figure out it lessons,
Of one leading to my depression,
13 years ago of broken words,
Couldn't hide the feelings that the pain was endless,
Imagine not knowing the right words to describe your plight,
Imagine seeing two image in one person.
The unforgettable past and the misinformed present.
Those lessons dug under my skin to find solace,but I was left perplexed,
Knowing fully well that lessons are meant to heal the soul and rejuvinate past memories and not run away from the depressed souls.
© Charmin Becky
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