Fight of life

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Last breaths of my life:
I am still punching you with a knife.
You are bleeding with pain
and I have been slain.

Servant was I,
nothing did I get.
It was too late
to find you as a criminal-
the soul sucking creature.

I can not tell you,
how you mess with your filthy attitude.
You have slain me with your sword
and now,
I am eating anger with my lunch.

It is raining sadness,
it is a fight.
You and I , in the battle field.
Hope throws out its golden wings,
faith heals me,
sun rays reaches me....
but I still reached hospital.





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