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If It Was Me

I wouldn’t be rude to anyone the way others are, thinking that being rude can control someone. I wouldn’t lie to anyone like those who defend themselves using false phrases. I wouldn’t cheat anyone the way some friends—or even love—can. I wouldn’t discriminate between urban and rural lives. I wouldn’t be disrespectful or misbehave, especially when someone trusts me enough to recommend me—for a workspace or elsewhere. I wouldn’t offend others like different generations often do. I wouldn’t bring self-discrimination into my life. I wouldn’t body-shame myself or chase artificial ideals that don’t fit me. I wouldn’t try to be someone else or shape my life around someone else’s path. I want to live as who I truly am. I will never adopt attitudes that make my life unhealthy. I will never falsely accuse someone of being a bad secret-keeper. I will never place someone’s problem on another person who has nothing to do with it. I will never take advantage of someone’s innocence or skills to make...

Darkness

 


In the darkness,

Her eyes told a story,

That was all about glory,

And her words were most preferred.

 

In the darkness,

She lied,

Where i was crying,

I felt myself as frying,

At last I was drying.

 

In the darkness,

She had a power,

Which was an empower,

I was with her as an admired.

At last she inquired.

She said me, I am just and expired

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