A New Start
It's sad I swear
All the things I hear
It gives me a chill
Though it's nothing real
Everytime I swear
I go through it again
In the crowd, under their gaze
Still they say, I am out of my brain
The silence behind the Strom it is
Which wreckons and destroy everything
I am certained to give a strained tune
If you pull my wrong string
So you better take care of your heart
Cause I won't repent
After ripping your soul apart
And it will be my end to a new start...
Copyright © Asmi Sharma | Year Posted 2020
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