My stage was something similar to this, in deja vu of depression,i wrote few lines to say my stance
Opening and closing eyes didn't matter much,
Shattered were all dreams and hopes as such,
Again the pain of failure hit my heart,
Tears in my eyes were not in dearth,
My mind was wobbling with painful vibrations,
All i could see was the rubble of painful destruction,
I tried to analyze the loss of the heck,
It was an evil albatross hung around my neck.
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