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Nov 2019
I am standing on the edge,
Nowhere else to turn,
If I fall, will you catch me along,
There's a storm raging in me,
Without a place to hide, plain,
It will destroy me, it will **** me,
I will fail where my destiny ends,
There is no point of breaking it,
As the light goes out at the sunset,
I have seen it all blindfolded,
There's one thing I must do,
There's a butterfly in the cage,
Before the storm hits me,
I must risk everything I could,
The cage must be broken,
So could the butterfly frees away,
Then the storm can catch me all,
Everything's gone in that instance,
My smiles, my face, and existence,
The sandstorm will wipe it from the land,
There's no more self to suffer,
I will take refuge in the fall, but,
How do I know, how do I will,
From my downfall spiral,
Would you catch me at all?
M Srisaravana
Written by
M Srisaravana  31/M/Sri Lanka
(31/M/Sri Lanka)   
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