In a world that preaches love.
I am all alone, devoid of love.
One life and all I get is sadness.
Unloved, unattained and rejected.
How am I suppose to accept loneliness.

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Destiny tangled on a twist of canon events.
The clash of conscious for happiness debated.
The flesh lost over the raging delusional heart.
So i drugged my poor fragile emotions with love.
Only to break away bridges of hopes i created.
My love started from a stranger to another,
Only to dissolve away as a complete stranger again.
Everything ended before it even sparked.

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While searching for the meaning of my life.
I walked upon every things in life.
I promised to save myself.
I hoped to cherish my dreams.
And finally learnt to accept loneliness.

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Felt in love so bad that everyone i associated felt less important.
You are the only being alive.
Nobody around was attractive to me.
It was just you and you alone.

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Voices in my head.

The cold winter nights held me sleepless until morning.
Sparking a debate on how my life could have gone smooth.
Memories of past and Plans for Future clashed as rivals.
Visualising it kept me occupied, I felt for the bait.
Struggles and problems in life, how I wish they were better off .
This short life showered me nothing good but headache.
As i march forward, my journey is filled with loops.
Unable to compensate for all the happiness lost, I dream.
Picturing thousand possible memories of my love life.
I wake up to see my world crumble down with sad reality.
Dancing along the thorny path destiny set for me.
Blisters and broken bones can't vanquish my little hope.
A few seasons left to live before this flesh retires away.
In the end, in all possible way I wish to be happy.
Richness in happiness, alone and forever more.
Exhausted from all the talks with my head, i still listens.
All these voices in my head, i envy you.

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My desires dusted away like my tears.
Dragged around by own emotions.
Life is nothing but piles of regrets.
If the truth is bitter and cruel.
Let me find comfort in lies.
It's pleasant at destructive hours.

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