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The Life
The stones striking the dead waves,
Where have you been in the craze?
The blood knocking in the past
The memories buried in the heart
The clock ticking every hour
Wandering at the deadly routes
You are no more at the house
Being alone in the crowds
Is there any feeling without the soul?
Having you in my corner
Makes me stand with the honour
Dull days in the fires
In your presence they get expire
With the flaws I do exist
You fill up the empty list
We are not the owner of hearts
You control ,we are the absurds
No one is perfect alone
You can't exist on your own
I am the sinful ,you are the Creator
I am the lost soul,Dear narrator
© lostsoul
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