Akshat Bharti

Camping in the Scottish Moors
Gave me a lot of time to brood
Of my actions against Nature
With the sadness I whimpered
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Near the gutter
Under the debris
A fresh mass of blob with a soul is found
Unknown, unattended, unidentified
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Oh dear,
When I see you, It makes me feel so special
For me you are the only one

It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside
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Standing alone in the tsunami of life
I miss those figures full of happiness who could have made me strive
I miss them so much that stressing it also makes me cry
The pillars of my life
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Once there was a boy
To the world he seemed like a toy
Different he was
Problems he had rough
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