From the pain that melts,
Wounds, when inflicted of self,
Who then keeps a count?
Would ask God, someday,
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Tears too left me alone,
also had my life … gone,
they say, things know bound,
What makes my pain abound?
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Tears
From the pain that melts,
Wounds, when inflicted of self,
Who then keeps a count?
Would ask God, someday,
Does every soul need to cry?
Life is just a long dream,
A beautiful death, in its realm,
Nazre, would you stay here, any longer?
Would somebody pray for you too?
Leaving all bonds, now walk away,
None longs for you, except you!