Took all you wanted
Spilled all sorts of ink
Nothing left to bloom
Nothing left to return
Yell,
Speak your mind
Scream,
Speak your truth
Turned this saccharine sour
You lost all hope
Too quick to judge
Too quick to fathom
Silence,
Your voice is lost
Black,
Your sight is lost
Change,
Is mine to last
Strength,
Defines me now
Regret,
All that is left of you
Void,
All that is left of you
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Lakshman Parsuram
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