She hits the ground again..
Fallen,but back up,she gets..
Almost a tear on her pretty little face..
Got to move on,again,
like how she has fallen
Again,got to rise.
On her tiny curvy shoulders
The perfect art..
She carries their tears and joy
Again,no one sees it
On her mountain like chest
The perfect beat..
She bears all their pain
Again,she choose it
Again and again
She assumes darkness
For their own light,their own lives
Again!
Again!
It's not a gain for her
Again,she loves them still.
the less it hurts,it's her gain
the sacrifice!
©sky_laurel
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