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Mixed feelings



Joy rest on one point

But sorrow at the other point

Some laugh it out cos they are enjoying

While some wet their pillows crying



Through the journey some merry

Others were just unfortunate, bloodstain from injury

Nodding to the rhythm of the song

But she can’t stand it, just missed the hug



In the dustbin, they throw away the food

While some stomach tell stories that are not good

So whenever you are merry making

Remember some have not yet taken something



There are tears waiting to be wiped off

There are burden to be carried off

There are pains to relieve

There are stories to believe.

                                                                                                            By J_amaze




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