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"If only he knew That his heart was still capable of healing".
In the dark alleys of a small gully in Kashmir,a little bit saw his father crumbling in dispair while his mother lay there,admist a hundred other dead bodies who were killed due to growing misconceptions.
Curling his toes in anticipation,he sat there;waiting in the middle of nowhere for a bullet to hit him right in the chest.
Even though gunshot never came,a gunshot did take his mother away.
So,he decide to turn himself into someone who knew what death was like,while he gave up on life,metaphorically.
"He had her blood,but as they spilt,his too evaporated,taking his humanity with it.
If only he saw that he would never find his mother's blood within that of those he planned to heart."
He started to walk around in circles,and tryied to steady himself with determination raging inside his head to prove something totally wrong,right.
Absorbing brainwashed facts left him incapable of crossing boundaries drawn by hearted;as he confirmed himself into emotions,bleeding anger,and breeding them to form something that can destroy the world.
"If only he saw that tragedy in his life reflected in theirs;their bewildered eyes as their kin fall to the grpund;Thier years that trikle down as fast as the blood flows."
The thought of having the liberty to do any thing made him crawl through irrational nations; hole his mind wept over the loss he had to endure.
He missinterepted his freedom and failed to stop himself from drowning deep into a pool of innocent people's blood untill his sorrow was replaced with an unparalleled dread.
"If only he knew,his that reflects in the poll of red beneath his feet,shows the same terror he knew as a child. The guilt that sprouts thus,running through his veins,only spell out pain,and more pain."
He lost his identity in the realms of astry,where he felt his sanity fading away;just like the drifted behind the illusions of his God,as the desire to be superior gulped his human counterpart. He filled himself with never ending venom while his humanity got lost in barbarity.
" Those innocent hands,the ones that had traced his dead mother's face for signs of life,now wield guns ,robbing people of theirs.
If only he saw....."
With the belief of appearing strong while his insides go haywire; his soul knots itself up,he gasps,making it hard to breathe. The idea of making someone go through the same pain,the desire for a never ending revenge tells him to slowly unknit his soul,pat by part until he is able to breathe.
" Making others pay for his mother's blood,his throat choked by the ones he held strangled,his soul won't comply. If only he had known,their blood comes with guilt,the horrible guilt that will keep yanking at his heartstrings,forever."
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