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The Ravine

There is a ravine between hell and heaven
The no man’s land, my land
You’ll find me there
Suffering till the suffering dies
I don’t cry; I cried
I shed my tears in the nothingness of world
I cried in the dark humid and sunny days
I cried where no one heard me, only birds
I cried to reach my heart, there is none
Now, why should I?
I see no meaning
I suffer with indifference
I prefer to die alone, again
I don’t want mercy
I have had a lot
There in the ravine, you’ll find my soul
Just see how it suffers the pain

By aamerbasher

Aamir Bashir is a Romance fiction writer. He has been writing for a while. Her Choice to Love is his first book.

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