Reena Saxena

Tragedy Others

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Reena Saxena

Tragedy Others

Anxiety

Anxiety

1 min
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Subconscious thoughts conquer with unseen tentacles

I'm on a leash, can't break away from dark shackles

I change the technique, I change my spectacles

Darkness turns golden, sunshine envelops nights


I'm on a leash, can't break away from dark shackles

I paint the same picture in shades of gold and white

Darkness turns golden, sunshine envelops nights

Pain transforms into needed lessons learnt right


I paint the same pictures in shades of gold and white

Subconscious thoughts conquer with unseen tentacles

Pain transforms into needed lessons learnt right

I change the technique, I change my spectacles


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