When loved ones fight
My mind is full of thoughts
By fights and clashes between all
All want to hold on to their point
An d no one by love want them to solve..
When the dear ones fight
All through day and night
You get hurt and depressed
By that horrible sight..
I try to run away from it
But I get more dragged in it
Rudely behave all with me
As I'm just a toy to see.
I try to ignore on and on
Loneliness has bredth in me
The run is just like a circle
It bring me on same point to see..
How far will this go on?
Else till my death
How will i get rid of this?
Perhaps never in my life i guess
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