The nights move fast, the days rush in,
Battles of life now seem easier to tackle.
Nature dances, joyful and free,
Heavy rain calms the world, makes it settle.
Through the journey from here to there,
It feels like the last battle ends here.
With trembling hands, we made our way,
Life settles now—no more to stray.
Getting into you, the world slows down,
Though I feel filthy, nauseous—drowning—
I’m dying for you, to live and dream again,
To be myself, alive through your soul.
To be myself, alive through your soul.
--anurag_vatsya
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