When ever I am alone
I feel so lost in my thoughts..
Deep in my heart
I got stuck
No place to escape..
This world feels like a prison
Are we the criminals of our own thoughts..
Disaster he called me Rebel I was His actions were smooth But harsh on me The reaction I gave Is what he fell for Disaster created the story On which he smiled I tried not to harm him, But disastrous i was.
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