Rayhan Islam Shuvro (28th December,1992 / Jessore, Bangladesh)
I wish to be lost or be invisible
In this part of city where the world can't touch me
People I don't need to show me, what it is 'THE LIFE'
But raindrops over my skin will make me feel I'm alive.
You gave me your arms of love
Want to hold me with your emotion.
What if I say I gave my self away
In the arms of isolation.
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