I kept this all along
It was symbol of my sins
I walked with it so long
Through every thick and thins
What do I expect from
Why should I even think of
The burden lies within me only
Or
I think now the time is gone
Not a word to reminisce
When all was lie
All a disguised smile
When the wind blows
Some pages are turned back
This is was force to read
To untold lies
That were tried to hold
Burn the book
That holds all of it
For a lie is something
The world shouldn't know
Even if some truth is lost to it
It needs it release
From the possession of lies
That I didn't listen
That I didn't speak
Though I did see
Is what I now say
A lie was presented to me
In a disguise of smile
Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 4:37 PM UTC
I kept this all along
It was symbol of my sins
I walked with it so long
Through every thick and thins
What do I expect from
Why should I even think of
The burden lies within me only
Or
I think now the time is gone
Not a word to reminisce
When all was lie
All a disguised smile
When the wind blows
Some pages are turned back
This is was force to read
To untold lies
That were tried to hold
Burn the book
That holds all of it
For a lie is something
The world shouldn't know
Even if some truth is lost to it
It needs it release
From the possession of lies
That I didn't listen
That I didn't speak
Though I did see
Is what I now say
A lie was presented to me
In a disguise of smile
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