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Million To One
It's hard not to cry,
Not to kill or to die.
I have been trying so hard,
To control my shivering hand.
The sweat of nervousness,
Kiuls my inner confidence.
The smile in my eyes,
Has vanished like the good old days.
My voice is sinking in the sea of burden,
Joyous voice is behind the curtain.
I want to be my old self,
But its hard to find it myself.
One day I will be fine,
And be the million to one.
© Samaira San
Not to kill or to die.
I have been trying so hard,
To control my shivering hand.
The sweat of nervousness,
Kiuls my inner confidence.
The smile in my eyes,
Has vanished like the good old days.
My voice is sinking in the sea of burden,
Joyous voice is behind the curtain.
I want to be my old self,
But its hard to find it myself.
One day I will be fine,
And be the million to one.
© Samaira San
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