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Dissonant echoes
Kind censure,
Making encounters turn to partings
A dicey pep
And Grim scruples
All Prompting skepticism

What I see is what I perceive
I search wherever I go
Scour in every song
Forsaken to feel the breath
Inner discord depriving bliss

With time, all I've learnt are Different ways to piss people off
Thats how I ruin every 'Good Thing' in my life
During dire straits,
A memory has kept me moving

My mitts are bloated
Tears have run dry
Wish to tear up the vault
For my heart to leave its shell
Despite it all, I remain tethered to this existence.
© rajat666