My heart my soul your aches
None can hear your shrieks
Nor one knows
Who set ablaze my wings
The mystery of blood shed
When my heart was strewn apart
I watched him play with
The chords of his only violin
No questions I can ask
I Know if my eyes rained and poured
None would be there to console
The irony of life I must live with it
My nights and days are swarmed with thoughts
I can see him play with
And roll her in his arms
And hear his loud chants
" You are amazing, I love your beautiful skin "
My knees have become too week to
Sail me through the agony and pain of life
They refuse to take the lead and I am told
Freedom of my souls is the only remedy
"O heaven of wonders" I hate your world of treachery
The shining stars , the moon are none but a cleverly placed grift
An unknown maze , I am forced to wonder
Would you create space for me or force me to live few lives in smog
Before you set my soul free
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