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Solitude

Solitude

1 min 390 1 min 390

Hard to accept,

My existence and my effect.

A hold on fire,

Read my heart to tear.

Book my soul,

Relying on the fool.


I believe one day-

I will slay.

Those fears in me,

Skinny and tiny.

Red roses of love,

Suffocating my hub.


Let it lit,

Whatever my deeds can lift.

Browne all over;

Here and everywhere,

Till I get my solution,

I should hold my rebellion.


Unto that reception,

To accept God's creation.

Beyond my amaze,

I swear on my gaze.

Those to blade,

My life and my shade.


And yet to blame-

My attitude and my game.

If it is all about,

My survival and its route.

Then forget about your flute,

Because I love my own solitude.


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