churning, hollow, bittersweet
free, sad, unpretty to meet
calm strange, as your world breaks
torn inside, outside brave face
unspeakable, tomorrow can't be seen
hollow, numb, emotions as a sheen
lonely solitary, twenty years on
healed inside, but time is gone
Saturday, September 10, 2005
Posted by sandeep at Saturday, September 10, 2005
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break open the contraband, come to realise that all you are is sand.
Isn't this life that you have seen?
Then why this bitterness in between?
Grow new wings and prepare to fly
Break the shackles and reach the sky
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