Life is not a bed roses. But my life is indeed a bed full with thorny roses.For some I may look content with my life but sometimes pendominium does break loose.Each thorn represents hatred,Jealousy and so on. Neither the past nor the present is hard to dwell.The future..???Ahhhh..it is more terrifying. 

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The lonely boy searchin for a miracle….

 

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Is there someone..???

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The world is too cruel to face..

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