I stop myself before I close my eyes,
But my voice loses to my 'unwanted' disguise,
My all anger diminishes before her glance,
there was a crush once,a lost chance.
Either eyes don't tell the truth,
or I day-dreamt as I walked each foot,
or better I am a convicted fantasizer,
I named it 'love' for a hypnotizer.
I felt the essence of my absence,
when I figured out you,then I, a nonsense.
My broken heart is half-healed,
I dont care if anybody has revealed.
Reality is never better than imagination,
'cuz we face real pain for a fake emotion.
A hurt is good for a heart, like mine,
love ain't easy, but find it , take time.
this one is great.
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