Let’s do a visitation, To yourself, you caged in a cage, Let’s get some refreshment, To feed your inner man who starved for ages. Days are counting, time is going, Gray hairs are rushing To manifest and weakened you, Yet your real self was bolted. Locked in the...

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Lost in limbo Searching for peace, On the lookout for happiness, Who knows it's right here? Tied to the tip of my ...

There were days I fell, I cried and wept, And lay helpless, Seeking help, But found none Instead, shame and mockery is ...