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Sometimes,
I have the utmost hope
That people do care.
But hopes are always crushed
By Reality.
We have come to this world,
And so we have to live it,
even If life is the poison we so fear,
We have to drink it.
Please don’t hurt me…
My heart’s made of glass.
Clear enough to show that you occupy it,
But fragile enough to break with the slightest hit
Don’t be a victim of ambition
And this colourful idea of aspiration.
it will prove you a failure on your mission;
When you believe,
persistence overcomes resistance.
Find the warmth,
Within you.
Because,
Its a cold world.
Let my heart be your home,
When you’re afraid and alone,
and when you cry and when you moan.
Ill treat you like my own.
Keep you close like skin to bone…
I can’t say what the days will unfold,
or what the future may hold,
But I want to love you,
even after our hairs are grey and old.
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