
I lost....
I loose....
I stumble....
I fall......
I don't get it, why?
Why am I alone......
Why I can't call your phone.....
Its painful, like a broken bone....
What is love?
Love is free
Love flies like a dove
Love is not control....
Why can't I be where you are?
Are you really that far?
Far as in restricted?
Far as in unreachable?
Have you ever tried being robbed?
Robbed of something you treasured so dearly
You are still 18 years old, Its still early
The pain and grief which stabs you
Now I am pushed out
I can see your face, damn proud
There's nowhere to run
I have no place to go
You are missing in my heart.......
"Normally, humans kill with their mind"
- DixoN-
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