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I look around And see the broken pieces of glass The failure I have brought. Tears in my eyes, Blood in my hand, Hope drains out of me So does bleed my heart. For the failure I have brought. In the midst of the glass , A little soil is left, Here I want to rest, Rest for the rest. Though a little is left, A little life in me, A little soil beneath, All drained out With the failure I have bought, I want to rest , Rest for the rest of life Rest for the rest of time.
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Jan 31, 2021
Jan 31, 2021 at 2:15 PM UTC
The rest of me
I look around And see the broken pieces of glass The failure I have brought. Tears in my eyes, Blood in my hand, Hope drains out of me So does bleed my heart. For the failure I have brought. In the midst of the glass , A little soil is left, Here I want to rest, Rest for the rest. Though a little is left, A little life in me, A little soil beneath, All drained out With the failure I have bought, I want to rest , Rest for the rest of life Rest for the rest of time.
Failure is inevitable in life . But sometimes innumerable failures and disappointment causes one to lose the last drop of hope. Again giving up is okay sometimes rather than losing everything.
Safrin
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23/F/Bangladesh
Jan 31, 2021
Jan 31, 2021 at 2:15 PM UTC
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