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Poetry sets me Free

Sometimes you find

yourself broken.

So much that every little piece

keeps shattering

everytime you try to fix.

But yet you keep on trying to hold

And keep going.

You bleed tears

Within

Your heart hurts

Your soul screams

And then you just make it look

It’s perfect.

By saying, “I am ok.”

With a smile.

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Dynamo

Written by Fatema

When life took a pause, Writing gave me a voice.

I am simply twisted .

Dentist by profession .

Writer by passion.

Mrs Kantawala at my Mansion.

Mother to awesome childrenย  who are a big reason behind my writing.

I pen down my random thoughts as blogs, poems and quotes.

I am very glad to be a part of this amazingย  writing platform.

Thank you๐Ÿ˜Š

 

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The Lantern Girl!