'Unfiltered pain'
so close to win, near but lost we used to love winter but now tired of the frost, hoping for the best? now that I've lost, you can feelings don't find space, in a tiny heart, since when? sentences aren't able to figure it out, what do I do? may is shout? "no they'll listen" when did they? even if they do, what do I say? with this I conclude today's pain, someother time I'll meet you in pain. ~ISHU π!
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