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You were deceitful as well as cunning, yet every time, we thought destiny was in our hands, the false illusion you presented captivated us and helped us masquerade our feelings to betray ourselves. Why is it so strong? No physical attachment has ever been so strong as not to break after so many attempts. But our bond was the strongest. I try to pull myself back from the maze but wherever I run, I come face to face with you. My fear within drives me to explore deep into the unknown. Inside the void of your soul, where I can hear your frantic screams of despair. But this time I smirk. Just a twitch of lips, which I’m sure will freeze your blood and your make your heart go cold. It’s not about saving, it’s about survival. We fight wars to survive, not triumph in glory. We have always been a loner fighting for our space in the world. Then baby why be a knight in shining armour?

She was standing on the edge, the edge of devastation the edge of recreation. She has no purpose of living, in this world as this world has given her, sorrows, pain, depression and many such things people consider as downs of life. Every morning, when she woke up, she used to think about the sorrows and pain she was going through and that was yet to come. The anxiety was too much for her to handle but, constant worries crept up in her heart and her heart was in a turmoil. It was almost torn into two halves. The small cheerful one, which considered everything still as beautiful. And the dominant one which was protecting her from loosing her morale. She was lost between her thoughts unable to understand what was the right thing to do. The rebukes and critisizations she faced made her upset. 'People are too cynical  judgemental by nature.' She thought. She was fighting hard to keep her self respect alive, but with passing day it was blowing away like house of cards, one at a t...