It's Undesirable Poem by Jannatul Merry

It's Undesirable



I die every day and come back
But I have never found that spot
Where and who is killing me indeed
I can remember only my first dead
anniversary and the name tag
that all.

Wednesday, January 12, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: anniversary,remember
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