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Injured Feeling

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Why can't I come back to myself?
Can't I be sleeping although sleep come?
Why destructive Storm fill the life?
Lose again the lost love.
Why am I unable to kill the memory?
Always hunt me the memorial past.
Beyond the dreams occupy my heart,
Want to return to my past.
Return all my love and peace;
I am not a butterfly,
But my feeling can help me.
Perhaps I can fly with my injured feeling up high.

 ~ GOURAB MISTRI


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