The promises of childhood seem to have no tops and bases.
Everything known till date, have become false.
Such is the mercy of fate! Angers and emotions are forced to be concealed.
For expressing game is another crime. Wounds soul have remain unhealed.
New laws have been created to suppress us from time to time.
Desperate minds separated thoughts common is all that can be seen around.
Urge for freedom knowledge and revolution these are silent cries but no sound!
For how long will vary mean? Slaves to our own ignorance.
Chest help was forcing a stupid skyscraper to tolerance.
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