Often I believe in the musings of my mind
Grabbing me by my hands
It felt like It will overcome my thoughts
Make an end to my dreams
Wished full stars and mist
Rather it was a cloying story
Brought up in my own way
Suave feelings all again
Hold many storms within me
Words that were never mine
Beliefs I did not made
A tirade of words made a wish
Berceuse surrounds corners
Faux walls of desires
Lend my ears to the floor
Heard that sky is vast enough
Way of snarled thoughts
Fiendish ambience with lousy souls
Goosebumps made their way
Through my delusional soul
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