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The Unspoken Cries
To the loneliness I lure,
over myself,
Sometimes my life does get changed,
with my unspoken regrets.
When I lay myself over my mind,
my thoughts hold me back,
the every single step,
I move more throughts than anyone.
When my cries are silent,
as it ate my sweetest dialect,
Now, I am lost in the world,
where I have none to see too.
© Swaroopa Naik
over myself,
Sometimes my life does get changed,
with my unspoken regrets.
When I lay myself over my mind,
my thoughts hold me back,
the every single step,
I move more throughts than anyone.
When my cries are silent,
as it ate my sweetest dialect,
Now, I am lost in the world,
where I have none to see too.
© Swaroopa Naik
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