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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