The night is not falling,
And i keep scrolling,
No matter, no matter how long I’m awake.
The way now I’m talking,
without someone mocking,
feels like, feels like i ain’t ever missed, even by mistake.
feels like i ain’t missed by anyone.
the people are gone…..
why don’t….. the memories begone….
the mysterious glowworm…..
reminds me with every morn.
The night will get falling,
will hide with endeavouring.
No matter, no matter how long it takes.
The routes now I’m taking,
without someone’s musings,
feels like, feels like i ain’t need anyone.
feels like, feels like this is my turn.
the people might be gone,
don’t have to rely on some wrong.
the crescent moon makes believe…
that I’ll shine likes new moon.
I’ll shine fully in few morn.
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