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Difficult times

These are difficult times more than ever
If it was about me , I really wouldn't care
There would have been people I love
Whenever I would need to share
But its different now than it was ever

I am tired now
I see all dark at the horizon
Its strange, that I feel so
Warm that she seems, inside she is all frozen
How do I hold those hands
Once which wiped my tears away
How do I help those feet to walk
Once who walked with me a long way

I am all broken,
And so are the wings and magic wand of my Angel
She is lost. Lost her magic and that world
Its Reality, which seems more like a thing
'Is it really happening ?'

But I have seen the story of Rapunzel
Who lost her magic hairs
But didn't lose the hope, belief
And above all, the Love.
She used her tears to enliven her Soul mate
With all these weapons ,
Why, then , I can't fight with our fate?



P.S. - Though you might not see me at the other end , I am always there.











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