“Aren’t wishes just broken dreams?
Dreams that we devour in our sleep
Because nights are just sad hours
When we play with lost memories;
Brooding over happy tragedies.”
As the weather seems to simmer down with the...
“As the fan swirled round and round,
My bed turned into a battle ground.
War and catastrophe in my mind,
Just like the veins in my vessel,
Words and numbers, intertwined.”
The current situation that the students...