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Again!

Here I am, walking on a deserted boulevard.
My mind is trying hard to eradicate something.
Something that has happened again, it’s absurd.
I look around; there are empty houses, empty road, lifeless objects.

I’m pressing my skull tightly, the thing is spreading all over.
Ah! Please get out of my mind, I cannot hold you.
The trees are still but the leaves are swaying.
I’m getting unconscious, I’m losing my rigidity.

‘Hey, what happened? You look weak.’, says she.
How come she is here? How did she find me?
‘I’m all right, please go away.’ I say.
I want her to vanish, in a blitz.

She is confused, her face shows it.
Why does not she leave me alone?
But I cannot move my eyes off her clawless face.
She is so innocent, and I’m treating her like a bad spirit.

I want her to stop staring at me.
I don’t want her care, her love.
‘Cause I fear that I will break again;
This time in so many pieces that can never resurrect.

She is unaware of my tragic past.
That past haunts me till now.
How could I ever think of letting someone in again?
I could I fall for her, fall in love again?

My head is paining severely and my heart hurts, too.
She is all over me now, I’m totally unconscious.
I know this is a bad dream, but reality is no good.
I want her to get out of my veins, my head, my heart.

She is still standing there, reading to give her love.
‘Please get out from here, just get lost!’, I say.
What! No! Don’t let those sparkling drops fall.
Just understand me and go away, don’t weep.

I am not meant to love anyone now, I don’t deserve it.
‘Cause the sins that impure me are countless.
She has now turned back, walking away.
Yes, I want her to leave me deserted.

My head hurts, I wake up, tears are all over my face.
I’ve made a tough decision, I let her go.
She will be happy alone or with someone else.
And I don’t want to fall in love, that is my fate.

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