redluohs # (Spell this from right to the left) Part 1


Throngs beaten across the town,

Glaring sad looking faces,

Squashing legs against angry floor,

Empty Happiness waving from the atmosphere.


Burdened Heart giving a deep shallow smile,

Fear of Passing out written at the gigantic forehead,

Deep murmuring to myself,

To whom will I confide in?


Shoulder (1)

#ThisCanBeTheExpressionOfOneWhoHasNoOnetoConfideInAsaShoulder

#ItsEitherYoumakeSomeonefeelthiswayoryouarefeelingthisWay

#ShareWithMeYourExperience

#Countdown

#Day 03


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