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From the scars, to the tears From the steps, to the trails From the eyes, to the lies What reflects on the mind, still remains

11/11 A new year comes around, will it be? A new start, a new beginning, will it be? This time around, will I be? After all this years, have I been.. I grow, I learn, I yearn to be.. A lot has happened since the last 11th Could things now be? As a wish, as prayer.. shooting for the stars Can I now be? Can I be free?

Free, but at what cost? For I, never been this lost It could have been, but Never been this close Saw it, touched it, felt it That feeling we call selflessness Always been this free Chose to lock the self in darkness Fault was of choice, lesson learnt Now, to roam free that is the desire Feeling lost, that is to admire Trembling, confused, out of trail Not knowing, is what makes it fun Never settle, when flying is known Sky, clouds, sun, rains and winds Low, high and sometimes in between Never to know, never to guess never clean It was, will be all right now.. fly and be lost again

Rainy morning!

قاعد اجهز السيت اب حق الكونسل، استعداد لGTA والحمد لله باقي حاجات بسيطة، زي اني اطلب اللعبه

I’m tired of carrying my heart’s shards Broken, hurt, hopeless and tired of it all Walking the dark empty roads, foggy vision Questioning every single turn that been taken If wining it all was distend to be all along If getting attached to illusions was a lesson Then, never have I been less of an A+ student answerin’ For a person like I, rest, is but an illusion

May the circle of pain .. be broken by the broken.

يدي تحكني اخذ لي مكينة اسبريسو