Perhaps, a deadlock or a crisis. Perplexed mind is confusing my sense of understanding. Amidst the chaos I try to burn the pages of evil thoughts. As I accomplish the task so well, more such pages get filled. Sitting in a dark room with no window, no air. The gloominess overpowers the need to ponder over 'Hope'. This is a mere word for me now, the meaning of which has lost its color. Abandoned by my dreams, wishes and desires, I am left with an empty bowl. No more attempts I wish to make. I only ask my beloved destiny to forgive me.
Nothing enchants my soul now.
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