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Memory Nightmare

Mar 4, 2023
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By Nishika Tyagi


Running with my eyes closed

I'm chasing an empty dream

It’s a ghost of memories

Like movie on a hollow Screen

My dream is only chaos

With blood and wild wound

Somehow, I find peace in it

And feel safe and sound



Time hasn't made me wise

After getting another try

I'm repeating a pattern

Making same mistake twice

I stumble upon walls

Not worrying about the fall

Waiting for someone to catch me

With no one near at all


By Nishika Tyagi



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