Within The Measure Of A Day
Neck and head grew a margin of art,
gasping for more, i was left broken heart
Hands on the waist gave birth to a ward,
stupidity lead me hanging at courtyard
When you think you got it all,
a pebble on the street can make you fall
After being blinded by light,
we just left cutting through the dark
I was confused, looked around in blue,
found myself standing there in queue
With, a new life, but old memories,
not knowing, what to do
May be its end, means were other
uninhibited, and the day was over !
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