Who’ll cry when I’ll die?
Everything was illusion and nothing was mine.
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Pallavi, your concept was very good. But this poem needs some pruning and more clarity. First I thought this was like my poem MY DARK NIGHTS. But a little bit veered away. Keep writing. Good luck.
There would be many to cry... This world loves the Dead not the Alive... A beauttiful expression in a simple way...
scroching pain...bful wrds... a 10 +