No one here to hear a voice,
Voice of a crying soul,
It kneeled down, surrendered,
Tears were caught by the floor,
Emotion was stored deep down,
It had seen the pain that rised high,
Shattering voice was buried here,
Leaving the place with memories,
Sadness that was pushed back
Arrival here was again a memory playback,
You rised or fall but that place,
It stays and reminds the cruel days,
You took a step of burying the deeds,
But this world is here to hear your bad deeds,
It never gave a time to get healed,
You fought with all your emotional strength,
Making your all emotions used up,
And they say you don't have a heart,
Blaming weapon it works here.
This is my world and you are always Welcomed.
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