FAN OF LONELINESS


Travelling through the narrow paths I turned back
To the hell surprise I find my shadow mocking at me
It was ready to say a final good bye to me
I didn't bothered about demanding an explanation
That night I was alone wandering at streets
"Ultimately No one is with any body"
I realized what I heard is right that moment
Loneliness earlier affected my heart very much
But now I am addicted to this habit of being alone

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