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I fell down amid the streets  got up dusted myself wishing  noone had seen how I have been wishing a path to light beyond this wrath to fight beyond  this aftermath  but nothing so far wishing for  the next turn after this heavy run  that can predict  that the fall can be fun wishing for lesser bleed that doesn't stain the meed but only calms down the greed within that speaks of being sober  wishing for greater stride when I climb down  the mountain of pride while I see faces that grinched  at me over and over wishing fate to debate until after the slate to be wiped clean from constant slaughter wishing pain to be part of very much everything so that you  aren't left alone under a sad looking stone  *pic courtesy pinterest art collection

Different

Normal.., you are right..
You win every fight.
You smirk at other people’s plight.
You talk smart..
Making convoluted gestures.
You paint colors..
Disregarding the theme.
Mark faces on the basis of skin..
Snob around the crowd going thin.
Look up to people who peep through windows..
Childishly defering sorrows.
Acting like the shot dart..
Making the center but torn apart.
Faking heart ache for spectacular’s sake.
You mock wierd..
Laugh smeared.
Your reflection coincide..
With no kingdom pride.
But Normal gets forgotten the moment you leave the stage..
Unheard as soon as you try to leave the cage.
Days are the same..
But your words echo lame.
Promises being bundled into empty carts..
Perhaps the way you end even before it starts.
While Different..
Figures out.
Though mostly in doubt.
Loud noises seems muse..
Doesn’t demand or accuse.
Tried at the least..
So what if loose.
Choose the wrong..
Start again strong.
They snooze..
Doze off.
Stand still..
Wait up.
For almost all the reasons..
Cause being different..
Is you learning..
To canvas out every gradient.
Without giving up silently.

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