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Maze of Emotions

God wished this infant to see the world. Sent to an erroneous stage where life would be a curl The little one loved her life, but not for too long In the era of adolescence; Trust started to tear up Having heartbreak a little yet still she couldn’t bear it. Intimates around her were not a fit Imitated and irritated by looks Depression, Anger, Attitude, and Anxiety grew Love, Affection, Mercy flew Dying in search of precious nights without shredding tears and days without breakdown Friendships were like sinking ships. People utilize her for their boredom and change-like seasons Acting in front of society, filled with tension Sobriquet for the love spilled by her Remained silent with hurt Accepted as worthless and useless Talents were rejected Misery was injected By companions, she was cheated Tired of being poorly treated Life and love were tight Had no time to speak rights New education, new life Grew different, bosoms kind of impressed Tired of showing affection…. Ended Lonely Unresponsive to finding a path to happiness Bout to give up, but searching for an exit When she ran into someone She had faith in what she saw Just saw a shining and sparkling angel Miraculously, the happiness kept shooting her hard Learned that we meet thousands of people, but none of them touch us, but then u meet that one person who from just a look changes your life into heaven Interested in her chats and treated like her little penguin They were soul ties from the way of tending to cheating Protected like a Painite Those eyes of hers kept me alive Almighty showed me good times take time greater time takes a little more time. “Life is like a maze tough, but when you find the exit it's all gloomy again!”

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