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Updated: Sep 20, 2022

By Ajaz Ahmad Sofi

These marks of cuts on your wrist

Like the ones on your heart exist

Not being sure about who you are

And what you want to be is too far

Having everything scattered inside

Searching for something you can’t find

From your within, empty you feel

You’re bleeding and nothing to heal

Trusting everyone and facing betrayal

Can’t differ between the fake and real

Even your near and dear ones move on

And the ones you want, leave you alone

Sometimes your expression is intense

And sometimes you just suffer in silence

By Ajaz Ahmad Sofi

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