Aranya Singh

A Day After The Fight

The days were so slow, just like a snail,
I tried 1000 of activities, even playing with nail
The sun of the winter, sunshine of which is very bright,
Did not warmth me but just striked light
Seconds were slow, so much that I felt to jump and run
Time wasn't running at all, it was like handicap, no fun
To be happy, we need to be sad,
To be normal, we need to be mad,
Life is not the same, as the trauma still exist,

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