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Jul 2018
People came near me and just drifted far,
For what they saw was just me in the beginning,
But as they came closer,
They just noticed my scar.

No , I don't mind them for doing so,
I mind me for letting them go,
For it's my weakness to let things slip,
It's my confidence which is just too low.

So who are you to stay here till now?,
When everyone fared me well ,
I have nothing else to offer u,
Just my insecurity I can sell.

"I'm the voice inside u mate,
I'm someone u never wanted to see,
But I'm the effect and I'm the cause,
Scar of yours is courtesy of me."

It was him, the big demon himself,
He was subtly Curt and overt.
He was born in me and will die with me,
At least he will fill my desert.
Written by
Sanprit Aditya  19/M
(19/M)   
213
   --- and Fawn
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