You said power is to the braves
But sometimes the braves feel tired
Till their skeleton they fought
And their eyes are no more shining
O my dear
You know I wish to get better
But I also want to give up
I am not able to do as before
I just want to surrender
To the sun of my English Garden
O how I wish to feel differently
How my heart ache saying those things
But now I am a lady no more this 16 years old child
Only my feelings remain the sqme
Why saying thqt relentless pain?
Why should I tell this?
Maybe only to stay alive and breathing
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