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The Incomplete Final Line 2 by Gautam

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The Incomplete Final Line 2

Poetic Ballad,both vocals

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In this world full of aching hearts,
I am not the only one alone.
Many have tasted bitter ends,
Many have cried on their own.
I am not the only cursed one,
Many weep each passing day.
I have no one who checks on me—
Many have simply lost their way.
I am not the only soul
That hides in the dark and weeps,
There are many who fell in traps
That cut even deeper than mine seeps.
This life we lead is half-alive,
A breathless walk through flame,
Love becomes a silent cry,
Desires—just shadows with no name.
Behind each smile the sorrow hides,
The laughter cloaks the pain,
Within our chests, the silent wounds
Keep echoing like rain.
The world may shine in burning gold,
But my room knows no light.
My dreams are scorched a hundred times,
Judged guilty, without a fight.
I’m not alone in being broken,
Countless hearts have cracked,
And love—the sweet yet venomous thing—
Has left many souls attacked.
Who sees the one that cries at night,
In whispers, under breath?
The darkest face hides in the light—
A mask concealing death.
Still we draw new dreams again,
A picture made with hope,
Searching shattered reflections
Like poets who lost their scope.
Smiles are masks, deeply worn,
Even known faces feel unknown.
The one whose chest screams silently—
Bears every pain alone.
In my hand were lines of dreams,
Now they’re faded, gone,
Love isn’t just a tale anymore,
It’s now a tired song.
Those who say, "I'm fine, I’m okay,"
Are the ones who break the most.
Hearts cry beneath their silent laughs,
They play the part of a smiling ghost.
No one knows another’s pain—
All speak of wounds their own.
A chest of sorrow, a glimpse of past,
That makes the eyelids drown.
Still a torch of hope burns deep
Within the hollow chest,
Perhaps somewhere love exists—
In a new and silent dress.
The hope I held has turned to dust,
The dreams I died to keep—
Were shattered by the very soul
For whom I gave up sleep.
In those eyes I saw my heaven,
Now those eyes are strange.
Love has left me so deprived—
and people? Always change.
The paths to reach her are all closed,
I search for meaning still—
in lands where all the light is gone,
and darkness drinks its fill.
If someone comes to ask me,
"What is love to you?"
I’ll say—"A silent ache,
whether you believe it or not, it’s true."
Yet still… I think of her today,
though love for her has died,
the memories still haunt my bones—
some ghosts just never hide.
I have no tears left in my eyes
but flames burn in my chest,
the words are gone, I’ve thrown them out,
yet memories never rest.
She never said goodbye that day,
still I heard her leave—
love was my greatest defeat,
and all she did was deceive.
The hand of trust I once had held
now feels cold and strange.
My hands, now empty, cannot buy
a single drop of change.
I didn’t lose to her at all—
i lost to myself in truth.
love has never left the world—
but people? They lose their youth.
I never said goodbye to her,she left without a word.But even she once cried inside,when my silence, she had hear