Ankita Singh 2

The Ironic World

The integrity of yours, the sanctity of your work
Feeling of the dreams, the zest for life
Treasures of knowledge, the chance to lurk
As pin-point stays on the core of a knife

Figures of confusion, the arrow of death
Meaning's pretty clear; I am out of my mind
Strive for your soul, wander for your breath
Emotions, experiments and desire left to bind

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