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Oct 2015
Hear that heart,
The dark heart.
The one that beats,
To its own tunes.

Feel that soul,
The cold soul,
The one that hides,
Behind shadows.

Smell that fear,
That rancid fear,
The one that claws,
And never gives.

See that reflection,
The unknown reflection,
The one you refuse to,
acknowledge.
Written by
ishaan khandpur  India
(India)   
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