Now it's time to be happy.
Depression? Mood swings? Mania? Well, maybe.
Now by Allah's grace
I do have the strength to move on.
I threw away the past experiences, they're already gone.
Scared of my silence? Well, please be!
Someway or the other, you had tortured me.
You'd use your eyes to pierce, profanity to abuse.
Whatever it be, in creativity I'll seek refuge.
I'll forgive you, for my own peace of mind.
Grudges and sorrows? Let them be gone with the wind.
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