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Dark wings

I dream to be the light, but the time was dark

To all the things, I admire

Was nothing but a beautiful lie

I tried to become someone to fit in a group of strangers

But as the time passed

I end up being alone

I once dream to be on the white side

But people sugar stabbed me to be on the dark side

I was happy to be alone

But deep in my mind I was being tortured in the dark

I tried to call for help to people who were nothing but the puppets of the dark side

Everyone thought I was fine

But was trapped with the chain of betrayal

that’s the time I realized

I was nothing but a person who has become a stranger in the group of strangers

Aayush Acharya

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