aLone
i crossing into millions of wars
what is going in my mind.
even i don't have single,
to share what i feel.
everytime i leave lost into desert,
no heart can understand,
where i was lost in wood.
people are with me in bright.
not in my sarrow.
they leaved me in tide fall,
after i never built my trust on too.
Sailu Bharya
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