Freed

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Oct 10, 2022

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By Shivansh Pahwa

Always under the weather, Painted in blue, Life goes on,

I have no clue

Will the sun ever shine Or should I embrace the dark?

Every swift blade, Leaves a long lasting mark

The red pearls dribble down my wrist, Lifeless I exist,

Brimming with bittersweet, delicacies of life,

I'm finally set free.

By Shivansh Pahwa

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