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I roam on the streets,
Go around the corners,
Everyone looks at me
With the eyes of a scorner.
There is no one to look for, no one to care,
All are busy in their daily affairs,
Everyone has a heart of stone,
Forgetting everyone they have ever known.
The cries have no effect,
All the pleas face a firm reject,
The pity is somewhere long lost,
All the ethics people have easily forgot.
I wonder when the good feelings will creep in,
Or is it the evil that will win.
I suppose that these eyes have seen enough sin,
And this is the cause,
For an ever increasing Agony Within.
By Ankur Gupta
