I am scattered in me
Showing a glimpse of my soul
Oh! I am in senses
To all broken tenses
Away from the Stars, I do look
Inside there is a tormenting cook
Silence matters mostly in front of Goths
Unfortunately, I am covered by toxic moths
I will crawl for every truth
My emotions are ready
But I am not
I should stay away forlorn
Over the mountains
Where only lyrics of air rule over my soul
I am tired of myself
He won’t me anymore
Even I hurt him on this shore
He won’t me anymore!
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