They accused me of killing someone
But it’s my thoughts which were killed
I was suffocated till the core
And pain galore
Criminated for evil doings
Which I have never done
Pressure inside rising and forced to tear the heart apart
They killed my innocent life
But they left my innocent eyes
Still they cry
They show enormous pain
When emotionless my face remains
I ease the pressure inside
Romancing with a blade
It help me regains the process
Vital to die
And it relieves my pain
What more pain can it give me?
Than already I’m in
I don’t know I will die romancing
Or I’m already dead
1 comment:
Awesome!!! yar serious ni hona lol!
tujhe bta dun tu zinda hai!
Apply guruji teachings! like Apata!
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