Torn I am with troubles in the life….
Totally lost in this game……
Though I am giving full thrust,
Every effort is made lame……
Colours in the life…..
Are rather too dark…..
To clear the darkness,
I, I need the spark….
I am submerged completely….
In the water of my wills……
I enjoyed a lot…..
Now, paying the bills…
Oh you night star?
Do you ever come down?
I am striving to climb up…
And I have become just a clown…
You have the spark……..
You are mild…….
Here I get only ash,
Then I just go wild…
Here I beg you….
Send me the spark
And I must not go wild…
So, in the packet of a drop…
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