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Heavy Heart and Soul


Like a hundred stabbing knives,

like gambling with lives,

like chocking of the throat,

like the end of the note,

like tears rolling down,

like I am about to drown,

like being fully defeated,

like being overtly cheated,

like sorrow without bound,

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like music without sound,

like the life is in doubt,

like head turned roundabout,

like the clouds getting dark,

like life losing spark,

like the hyena crying,

like the leaves all drying,

like years go flying,

like there is no point sighing,

like it’s all based on lie,

like the last wave of goodbye.

- Debangee Mandal

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