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Feb 2014
I fell from those eyes
Those pain-stricken eyes
Those eyes which see
Filled with dreams to be free
And when I fell, with me came
The sorrow within, and all the blames
And like a fire's flame
Erupted anger, unable to tame
And I, atlast, was free from the game
The game of life, a one without aim.
Written by
nevermind uhuh  India
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