It's a clean sweep
Of my wisdom
Which I didn't have?
Still made my kingdom.
Where was this?
Yes, in my head
Outside in the world
I was just a regret.
I ruled my world
As if the emperor
After sometime
Brain was the dictator.
This transformation
How did this happen?
Actually from start
I was the sarcasm.
Rohan Dhabade
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Oh! My Disaster
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