With no anchor to hold you down. With no one who roots for you.
You tend to make a home down in places that are far, from warmth and comfort.

Like someone who is color-blind, you fail to understand that green is envy, red is for danger,

and, blue is sad and cold.

You don’t remove the cobwebs from your ceiling.
You know what it feels like to be homeless. You have lived like a refugee.

And if someone feeds you a handful of crushed glass,

you comply despite knowing what glass can do to your tender throat.

You have been starving for too long.

You keep the curtains shut in the day, and you draw them at night.
Because to some love comes easy, but you have always adored the gloomy star-less sky

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Umang
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Umang

Aymon, this is damn.

Mubashir
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good