a sprinkle of drop 'round the corner of my eye
and some glimpses of a broken dream yest'day night
thats all the remains, theres no more that i hide
there're no more pain, n no more feelings to sigh
that life, an illusion, and the happy memories
theres much more than a fantasy, i have to see
its about a world beyond me
n about someone i dont have to be
let not the eyes see what they behold
let not the words sink in again, as they were told
why to care about a soul which every moment is sold
why to yearn for a hand i can never hold
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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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