Tried very hard
But not able to pull up
From the nadir of despair
Nothing is going right in life
Have deep cut my finger
With the first present a glass cut flower
You have given me long time before
Or perhaps not given by you and so it broke
It broke to pieces falling down on floor
Feeling just lost and blank
Will somehow able to sustain
Till you are back here
Will manage to sail alone
You just take care
You just rush to me Sweety, I need you here... Already Dead.
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