May be I didn't played well,
So the situations are hitting me like hell.,
Is it the karma or the destiny,
It's just breaking me down pushing me off the ease ,
Like am the sea,
Sometimes the moon ; it's pulling me,
So hard to reach up to that height,
But this is not possible though; it might,
It might happen but there will be disaster,
I don't wanna be that bad
now or even after ,
Therefore there will be a permanent interval ,
So the sea will get high; get sad and dull ,
The truth won't change then clouds will cry ,
Sea will be lying someday and next day it will die .
Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 2:20 PM UTC
May be I didn't played well,
So the situations are hitting me like hell.,
Is it the karma or the destiny,
It's just breaking me down pushing me off the ease ,
Like am the sea,
Sometimes the moon ; it's pulling me,
So hard to reach up to that height,
But this is not possible though; it might,
It might happen but there will be disaster,
I don't wanna be that bad
now or even after ,
Therefore there will be a permanent interval ,
So the sea will get high; get sad and dull ,
The truth won't change then clouds will cry ,
Sea will be lying someday and next day it will die .
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