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Depressed Soul
I am burning in fire,
Loosing in milder.
I hate this race of unknown destiny.

Twisting my mind,
Roaring my eyes,
Dripping my tears,
Screaming in higher inside my mind.

Totally broken,
Brutally broken with swallowed eyes,
Hiding my face.
Fighting with frighten,
To lifting up brightener,
Where I need to go for the light of rays?...

© Maya Mathew