Dirt Is The Pain!
Dirt Is The Pain!
Entwined are we
These are the words said by thee
Just like the dirt in the image
My life has reached that stage
It's the blood has gone black
It's the body where shine lacks!
Please release the crisscross
Please make the black color gold
Please get back the profits due to which I bear the loss!
I wish love was like this endless
Such tight into each other
That it would clear the mess
So that the ache when it releases will be less!!!