When I see, I see like an ordinary being,
When I try to look beyond, my senses begin to feel.
When I touch, I can recognise,
When I feel the touch, Ahh How Cold It Is..!!
Sight darken, senses dead,
When will we feel the deep innocence behind that?
When I close my eyes, its darkness ahead,
But the light within it, I dont want to forget.
Life want me to live, I want them to live,
Take Me, Use Me, Exploit Me, I am ready,
At least understand Me...
They are not cursed, they are created,
By you Ohh..!! blind and without senses.
When I will die, my last wish will be your side,
If anyone of you can understand my Cry,
At least then I can console my Life,
That I have someone to continue my Fight...
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