Everything seemed fine,
Mornings were peaceful
Night were not painful,
But what a plot twist you were!

It's hard to turn the page when you know someone won't be in the next chapter, but the story must go on

It's all gloomy here
With a touch of thorns
People keep liking and disliking
Never had a sense of intimacy
No one is kind here
Everyone's combating something
Greed is ruling over their mind
Baby, it's a city of blood and roses
For touching the soft petals
You have to offer up blood.

When everything goes wrong,
Take a break,
Don't quite.
You can do it!!