Walking past the know face
Troubled inside out
Steady, just hold your ground
Walking past with a silent shout
And you know it will be hard
Rather not gaining attention
Try to ignore
More difficult becomes situation
Let patience be the virtue
Keeps repeating inside
But its much alike holding roar
When you are aboard an adrenaline ride
And its not the first
Neither it is the last
Again you walk past the face
By the situation, being lambaste
But the face will be usual
Sooner or later will it fade
And I'll be back again
The vengeful bard with tombs to raid
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