which is the right way
what have i got to do
standing in the midst of sludge
which way should i pursue
am i not capable enough
am i growing frail
where did i make mistakes
where did my intuitions fail
may be one day i would realize
it wasn't me taking decisions
somebody planned a plot with precision
im just playing my role
i was never complete without you
it was you who made me whole
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time n again the same wounds resurface some sounds which had clung on to my ears when i was there some moments which i forgot by the roadsid...
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just when i found myself free you bounded me in chains mysteriously when i tried to run out you carved me on the wall to shout what is it th...
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There are millions of sides to everyone of us. Everyone is somewhere or the other trying to relate, what we actually are. But we are not wha...
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