Rohit Sapra (7 August 1984 / Gwalior)
Broken Life of a Lost Soul
Broken is my life
Imperfect I am but why?
In tears my life is and I wish for a change
If it was possible for me.
As far I know I have not committed any heinous crime
Before hurting someone else, I would prefer to end my own existence
If I cannot heal the wounds of someone else, then I simply just be soundless
That is better for me as I live a broken life and right now I am really living in solitary confinement
Is the way I feel.
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