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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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