A man should fight till the end and so will I…
But I'm only human, weary of the battle…
Will my friends be still there?...
In my deepest and darkest despair....will they still care?
Will you assure me, you'll be there for me as before because the rains are still pouring…
I need you to help me....survive.
Will you help me as before, it's too late?
Sometimes I wonder what's the purpose of life after all the suffering I endured since my birth? Mum makes me realise I am chosen for this journey and I should survive and bring it to completion.
Very nice dear
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