• Published : 13 Jun, 2016
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The day I felt addicted to mayhem,

I realised the inevitable jeopardy.

When agony and fondness became day and night.

When I was optimistic and felt pessimistic, 

shook hands with my alter ego.

I could  clearly see the road to oblivion,that essence of bedlam; 

beyond a shadow of doubt ,it was love.

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Shubham Singh

Joined: 12 Jun, 2016 | Location: , India

I'm an engineering student and an aspiring creative writer.A visionary trying to give things a different angle and vision.Follow me on-Twitter-wellservedshitInstagram-_shubham__singh...

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