Just another chance.

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- The course of wind changed, 

The humid heat waves ranged. 

God wept and shed tears, 

and everyone overcame their fears.

except me. 

I didn't change like others. 

I kept on saying to myself ," just a chance another, my dear." 

Then 1 chance turned into 2 and 3 until I finally lost count. 

Was I accepting my mistakes or giving excuses to keep myself lown? 

Am I really brave?

Or just someone meant to drown?





This simple, complicated life.जहाँ कहानियाँ रहती हैं। अभी खोजें