Stratification



 Have I told you how intimidating those eyes are

I just realized that in the middle of the day at this hour


Should you shoulder the burden of their hate

And maybe that is part of a warrior's fate


Were you ever to lose control of your heart

You will see that darkness playing a part


You donot seem the one who would care

And to you that doesnot sound fair


Hiding behind the cloudy mist of anger

It is your broken heart that might linger


Finding ways to keep your distance 

You have a tattered and broken existence 


In this devious art of stratification 

Your cursed heart finds gratification 


Your broken pieces in different directions go

And yet you call yourself a whole, Indigo

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