State of my mind

Whatever work I do,
I cant concentrate.

Whenever I pick pen to write,
I cant concentrate.

I cant concentrate,
because you make me ruined .

My life is not the same,
And not very well tuned.

Thoughts in my mind are no-more,
because you killed them.

Will you meet me again
plz tell me where and when? :(

writer :- me(ankur Sharma)
 
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