Fool’s Paradise

Oh, you have killed me a thousand times

With your words and with your pride

Slowly ripping off my skin

Your hands work like a knife

Again, I got alive like all the other times

Getting ready for next time

You with all your weapons

And me facing my vulnerable side

Like an uninvited guest in your house

Just one room and one more night

Listening to your melodies

I have wandered many skies

But small part inside me always knew

It was a fool’s paradise!! 

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