Settling in all the humdrum of life
And dragging all the broken pieces
Giving in to the chaos in head
I will choose a corner
From where you can't smell
The pungency of my being
And my failed self
Rotting in a shady hut.
And dragging all the broken pieces
Giving in to the chaos in head
I will choose a corner
From where you can't smell
The pungency of my being
And my failed self
Rotting in a shady hut.
deep..!!! nyc
ReplyDeletesighhh... cheers for the reel self. ! if it is so.. but yes..it runs deep. n def touches my nerve . . :)
ReplyDeleteIf we are honest, haven't we all been here in this place? cheer up, PB: this will only be a temporary address!
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