"Clutched"
Tears of pain,tears of joyone thing none can destroy
life we see as so much
we see so much to clutch
clutch in,clutch out
Thy heart can't be trusted
strands of hairs can't be counted
it trusts in and out
pain and joy,soberin to shout
clutch in, clutch out
It got so hard to spin
yet to be pricked by a pin
a prick so deep inside
confused on how to shun aside
with one strength clutching in and out
It all commenced on composure
but she lost out in exposure
wishing to travel back in time
to erase the acid taste of the lime
yet to clutch in and out
yet to testify,yet to shout out.
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