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Written by iamsayad
(Dedicated to Sushant Singh Rajput, an Indian actor
whose departure remained a mystery)

I came with no swords in hand
This war wasn't for me to end.
I sought beauty in mess
Savin my emotions to compress.

I built a house of straws
Had no structure
Had no form.
My lips never let go of smile
Reciprocation never came
From the other side.

If curling up is a crime
Why don't you inquire?
Those who roused this fire
It burnt me alive
I wore my heart in sleeve
But not the pain indeed
It was for me to keep
And you to feel.

I came with no swords in hand
This war wasn't for me to end.

Turning off the switch
Wasn't a run on silk
Fighting off the screams
Wasn't easy to deal

I met fiends in fields
And some friends indeed
It was getting tougher every week

If hiding away is a crime
Then why don't you inquire?
Those who lit this fire
Dealt my card with liars
I wore my heart in sleeve
But not the pain indeed
It was for me to keep
And you to feel.

I came with no swords in hand
This war wasn't for me to end.

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June 24, 2020 (Wednesday)

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