Helplessness Posted byShreya SharmaDecember 30, 2016Posted inlife, poetry, sadTags:heartbreak, helpless, micropoetry βI can hear the screams of my insecurities around my inner self And the cacophony turning my heart fly into murky clouds of ash. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
I dont know. This is the main thing I need to work on myself. Free myself from everything. And I have a great faith in myself, I’d conquer all these. π LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Beautiful!
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Thank you . π
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What could be the reason for those insecurities shre? Have you thought
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I dont know. This is the main thing I need to work on myself. Free myself from everything. And I have a great faith in myself, I’d conquer all these. π
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That’s my shre…keep up your spirit
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beautifully said… β€
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Thank you so much. β€οΈβΊοΈ
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Thanks fairy β€οΈ
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Pleasure! Dosti mein no sorry no, thank youππππ
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ππ ok
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Are you really such a tormented soul or is this sheer imagination?
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Sheer Imagination. No worries. π
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I am majorly relieved! Your anguish and pain sound very disturbing
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Aah! Thanks for your concern. I hope I impress you by writing something positive now. π
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Look forward to that
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Very beautiful!
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Thanks, Maggie β€οΈπ
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my pleasure
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Beautiful line
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Thanks, Rohit β€οΈπ
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