As I try to conquer the inner enemy,
To lead a life with sweet symphony,
There is an uncontrollable bout of agony,
With utter misery and dark melancholy
You are still an unsolved enigma,
A mystery filled with endless charisma,
Spiced up with a moody swinging aroma,
To not confide your love,your main dogma
Whatever be the real secret reason,
I have to change like nature’s season,
But,please don’t charge me with treason,
It would take me into severe revulsion
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