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The best thing about this blog is that it's invisible to practically the entire population that's online. You can't STUMBLE on it. You literally have to search specifically for this blog to find it. That's frikkin awesome! It means, the absolute crap I post here will never pop up on any sane person's web browser. I was over the moon when I realised that. Last night. When I was procrastinating. That's  usually the time when my brain works tirelessly to impress me at just how useless it can be. I'm more than impressed. Is it wrong if I feel kinda proud of it?

That's also pretty much what prompted me to post here. After 2 years of neglecting this blog. Hey, I don't get paid for this, what do you expect? Plus, I started this blog as a means of procrastination during my exams so, the only time I post here is when I have important tasks pending. It's pretty obvious that doesn't happen often. Until now. I'm FINALLY swamped in coursework, enough to make me write. woo hoo?

This year has been the worst one yet. But I did learn alot. I'll go ahead and list what I learnt:

• nothing.

So, 2017, eh? Will it impress or depress? I'm even fine with a meh year.

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-NH

Debris

Caught in a world so Shattered
The pieces everywhere
I'm losing all that mattered
Finding a new way
To put some meaning to my life
Stop walking away, from everything
It's so broken
It's all that remains


Everyone's left this place
Already forgotten it
There's only me left
I'm buried deep, within the rubble
Breathing is a pain
It's the burden I've become
That's weighing me down


Is it obvious that I'm lost
Or am I hiding it too well
Am I alone in this hell
Has no one fallen where I fell?

-NH

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Compartmentalized

I guess that's picturesque enough
Those words frozen in time
I'm looking at them as they bleed, in the sun
trickling down the mountainsides
It's a crime
It's sublime

Blurred patterns take their place
They're stolid in their ways
Won't take another step
Clouds like dressing in their greys

Bold commitments and budding doubts
Been burning Hope, and I'm running out
Faulty ceilings, built in the past
I never thought that I'd be back so fast

Caught in the know
Blank faces everywhere
Did you really think this is doing fine?
When you dig too deep
You're lying
You're dying

-NH

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