Why my tears aren't able to kill the woe?
Why my pith is sinking down in the dusk?
The time seems a slow friend and a harsh foe
With my inner weep, fake smile is the husk
Bubbles are too much heavy for me now
Creating holes in my heart if it bursts
Blood marinates the eyes if love takes vow
And lips of despair satisfy its thirst
The air can't perceive my eyes anymore
Lightning is telling my tale in a flash
But can't let ocean drown me near the shore
Coz duty is a dense word for mid class
I made the pain strong by feeding my thought
I can fly with it or make it blind spot
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