suffering never ends..
a tortured material in the hands of life itself
is not the answer of their questions
the mask irritates them
they wants to see the sobbing
swollen eyes with dead dreams
with out hope
always paining blood vomiting wound
they want words stuck in throat coz of rising burden of heart
the mask irritates them
they like to insert poison through words
make down the surviving buds
they wants to destroy the mask n shower their weird laugh on her..
when a small smile seemed to b on the corner of her face
the shadows starts to haunt her
they eject the poison to the veins of her surrounding walls
she is not allowed to laugh..
be happy..live a single moment of her life..
hawk roosts on her head always.....
she pick each time to built her broken home
each stone she will put carefully
before she put last stone she will see it shattered
she not allowed to live..take breath..restrictions
the reason says shes alone
they want her to b a statue
as they wish....
the mask irritates them!!
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