If I could pray to move
Then all the prayers would move me
Those who smile, have in heart
Millions of mischiefs

Just a copy of what went wrong
As I stare, the wounds will not get undone
Oh, your fragile skin
Two misfortunes are always more human than one
One by one, your hands are all over
Let us swear resolution
Sick offence, within your own mind
Time will never rewind

This was the most unkindest cut of all
Their spirits crimsoned by his image
Support neglected when he seemed to fall
Wishing for things to be undone
See beyond the corpus
No man bears sorrow better
Pains that will absorb us
Face the honourable

Just a copy of what went wrong
As I stare, the wounds will not get undone
Oh, your fragile skin
Two misfortunes are always more cruel than one
One by one, your hands are all over
Let us swear resolution
Sick offence, within your own mind
Time will never rewind

Private griefs

In bowls of wine I bury all unkindness
I wish to speak no more of her
But let us remember her as a goddess
The only choice I do prefer
If I could pray to move
Then all the prayers would move me
Those who smile, have in heart
Millions of mischiefs

Just a copy of what went wrong
As I stare, the wounds will not get undone
Oh, your fragile skin
Two misfortunes are always more cruel than one
One by one, your hands are all over
Let us swear resolution
Sick offence, within your own mind
Time will never rewind

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