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Worried Me

Have experienced a crash My trust in me has gone to trash Was on quite a height, came down with a sonic boom Writing this with broken limbs , from a gloomy room Brain is numb so is my dream cart Fractures will heal but what about scars on heart It is not about fall from that height But about realisation of that height being dream of a night Have won many , just lost only this rabbit race Got spent force scratched on my face Nothing is left apart from a not so glorious past with loosening ties So ashamed to see me ,wanna stab in my own eyes First time in long time cant say what is forward , no matter how clear I can see Cause my senses are gone numb what left is worried me.

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