I don’t know…

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somewhereIt seemed quiet relentless

As heart is away from my body

Far off uneasy and pounding

Never let, drags my body

Somewhere, where it’s unable to reach

Like a child, dragging mother to toy

Mind goes blank, couldn’t find solution

And says, better you sit

The heart is felony and childish

But, somewhere I lie

Listening them both

Clueless in quarrel

I love the child but mind overtakes

Sitting here but caressing

My weeping heart

As I don’t have money to buy the toy.

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