The Deep burning of swindles made me lagoon,
And baby, you gotta realize it soon,
That
I drape myself with beliefs But you were erratically levying hurting on me,
An apparent world around,hared me!
I am waiting..
Still waiting for a Hold..
Still tirings eyes need to see you..still
They're down, down at times,
Concatenating & Visualizing billions of scars,
Hoping that someone's gonna be the best enough,
To make them up, up like those glittering stars!
Your feignedness to enunciate,
Now leads to a groan out of me
Deluding with the jitter & the fabel,
i was fixated to you,
and It was articulately Visible!
You're a poseur who moulded me into a Dupe,
I coud have run away until all the ways you Jupe!
Sweetheart, Just like from your life now i am extinct
All the impressions of banters that you left on me came up as *Pseudo Imprints* 👣👣
- Dirgha Pandey
[ courtesy- Taylor Swift's song "Bad blood"
Bandaids don't fix bullet holes.. Ultimate Truth]
