I walked through the storms, holding you in my hand,
For the love, I have, the pains never count,
You are me, and I am you,
Between us, there is no adieu!
I still remember the day:
Mid of the way; they taunted,
The taunts screamed in your ears more than they could,
They forced, and you stopped, and made me stop too.
You asked me to be ripped off, which made me aghast
Why, I asked,
The why, which you never replied to,
Is still there and haunts me, whenever I feel you.
Dark as I was, and darker as they showed,
Blinded the vision you had, I suppose,
You tried to hide, get away from me,
But there were no reasons that I could foresee!
I was destined to be with you,
If not you, no need of me,
I came from you, I merged in you, I lived in you, and wanted
to die with you.
Though dark, as they found me to be,
I am you, and you are me!
The sounds, the shrieks, the pain, and the pleads,
You gave in to all,
Tried to escape from me!
I am dark, that is
how I should be,
Dark as death and death resides in me,
Hence, I took your plea,
And deprived you of what you should be!
Till then, I was fluxed in you,
Now, you are the one, who looks up to me,
Still, will carry you in my arms,
As, I am you and you are me!
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