-----[this poetry is the depiction of today's youth in me.(the fair share of trend and bit of 'ME')]
Numbness of sound,
Into the wilderness of youth.
Life without cause,
Euphoria,self-control without a tut.
Who would have predicted?
The banal sequence of life,the land squatted.
The brief abridgement,
Sensitivity at stake,
Me the benignant!
----RUSHIKESH {elrussa}----
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