The way she cried for her;
The way she die for her;
The way she felt pain for her;
The way she spent her days without her.
Pain in heart;
Smile on face;
A battle to fight;
Without knowing the game.
You stabbed her heart;
Without a reason to soar her heart;
You gave her pain;
When she was the only one who remain;
Your hard time passed because of her;
Her hard time is yet to be finished without you;
You are the one who pushed her in this frame;
You are the one who should be blame;
You are the one who should stop this;
Yet you are the one behind this misery.
Life was hard for her;
Knowing her demons were not in her frame;
She believed you with whole heart;
Yet you were the one with the most evil heart.
Your apology is fake;
You are fake;
Yet she is smiling looking at your face.
She is not believing you;
Yet she is not saying anything to you;
Life had taught her many things;
But you taught her the most special thing.
She was innocent for good;
But now she is evil for bad;
She has trust issues;
Even though she has nothing to trust.
Her whole life was a lie;
Her friends were lier;
Her wish had been dead;
And you say she is not a SURVIVOR.
She is fighting on daily basis;
Not with others but with herself;
She want to stay good;
But this world is forcing her to be evil.
Not in mood to stop fight;
She is living her life with a fake smile;
She is not that strong;
But she doesn't want to lose this fight.
If she lost this fight;
Then there will be more to fight;
Problems will start arising in others life;
She doesn't want to put them in those fights.
She is fighting hard;
She is doing damn bad;
She is surviving;
But there is a lot more than this in her heart.
Her way to express;
Her way to fight;
Her way to live;
Her way to survive;
Her life like a hell;
Yet she is damn happy in this hell.
With a wish to win;
She is fighting hard to live;
There is more loss for others;
If she lost this fight;
Hard to win;
With a courage to win;
She is fighting hard just to win.
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