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Cold Mess !

Has your home ever left you ?
Those four walls that stood tall
taking care of you,
supporting you every time you fall.
In all the seasons autumn or rain,
in all emotions joy or pain.

One day you wake up,
and it’s all gone.
No coffee cup,
and you chilling to the bone.
Nothing around, just a cold mess.
Darling, understand!
He has left and
Now you are homeless. .
Written by trippiehippie (Vijeta Sharma)
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