Rohit Sapra (7 August 1984 / Gwalior)
Unwanted, unloved soul I am
I feel nobody cares
Only has hate for me.
I can feel the hatred as things are becoming the same
I can feel those vibes
Hatred, I can feel it now
However, I cannot do anything about it
Unloved, unwanted soul I remain.
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