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Old Relation. . .

Life gave me injustice, you gave me shelter
Oh what torment is this, oh what punishment is this
Why did I remember you today
My days are impatient, my nights are impatient
What should I do, you say something
My own shackles of my feet
Release me from them
Our old relation
What do I have, the person is asking
Come let me fulfill your debts
My eyes are moist, breaths are my pain
I roam around lost with wounds, in the wilderness of the heart
In my stories, you have always stayed...
AryaRain AryaRain 22-25, M Dec 26, 2011

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