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My voice is cranky today,
I m not able to hear myself...
wondring how my tounge was chopped...,

I can c my ego going in the dust of others habits...
I m breaking...
loosing hope...
Just like a tree caught in a twister...,

I m feeling weak right now...
I have been driving long...
my eyes getting blurred...
n my skull is bleeding black...,

N I can c the hammer lying next to me...
n can c the black hooded monster...
but m too weak now to hit them back...,

I can c myself standing in the middle of the red arena...
n can hear the whole crowd, so loud...
laughing on me...
laughing on my scared dark face...
ugly face...
poked eyes...
smashed........brutally..,

I was standing right over there...
but never realised that the plot was set...
plot against my very much believed dirty rhyme...
plot against my cave's strong wall..,

I thot it was strong...
but I never realised the strength of hammer...
Now m sitting in cold...
n waiting for the wolf..,
waiting to c me in pieces...
waiting to c me snatched for flash...
waiting to c me left halfdead...
waiting for the pain...
Pain of me setting the soul of my trusted faith FREE....
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