Can hear the block of my breaths,
Can’t bear the pain at center of the chest,
There is void at the very same side..
I have been abide so life is getting tight.
Holding my nerves ,
And molding my steps,
Can feel the misery at the very same depth,
Can’t feel the treasury even if we don’t hold the grudge…
Holding my tears,
And molding my fears,
Can do efforts till the last of self,
Can’t do any harm to myself,
Hush! These killing breaths…!

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