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Muzammil Gooljar Poem
Amid the jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs,
I found myself decried in a mindless state.
Joy has become a dark meaning of pretending to be happy.
Look over there, my heart's bleeding in sparks caused by an unending agonizing torment.
24/11/19
12:27 pm
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Muzammil Gooljar Poem
The words rumbled inside,
Lingering at the back of my throat,
Entangling my vocal chords
You have made me voiceless again.
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Muzammil Gooljar Poem
Loving you was a bliss,
A bliss
Disguised in the form of a murderer.
To love you, was the slow process of killing myself.
You liked making my heart bleed while you stand and stare in great joy.
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Muzammil Gooljar Poem
As I watched numbers on cars,
I couldn't count my scars.
Yet they remained as stars,
On my skin.
They are my witness marks,
That I've struggled and to,
Feel stronger once again.
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