I have to live with this
Pain, agony and suffering
And yet smile...
A hardened masochist indeed
No escape but death
Death would relieve me
Of my sorrows...
My feeble soul
Burdened with frozen tears
Would secure a release and
Would once again breathe in
Fresh air...
Untouched by cruelty of your
Beauty, hypocrisy and even presence
On this festival of festivals
The day of deliverance
I shall secure a release and till then
I have to live with this
Pain, agony and suffering...
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