In the darkness of the night,
My soul entangles my heart.
Uttering the words from deep within,
Penning them to eternal art.
Me and my soul are partners,
From the birth to the grave.
Many come and went pondering,
None understood my crave.
In the darkness of night,
The pain of the soul cease.
Away from the fake world,
I and only I, can lie in peace.
You'll never know the depth of word,
Until you feel the cry of the world,
Stop! Leave! Let go of it dear.
My pillow can hold better my tear.

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