The days were great, but
I felt missing something
around me!
I try to search, but
alas!
I found was me.....
Something dark covered
my mind.....
May be an evil possession,
or may be all my imagination.
Just fancying all my
freaky thoughts and
favoring those with my
literal tops.....
Or,
may be 'am speaking all the truth,
but,
without any reference my words
stopped.....
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