Nothing ends in the end,
No heart wins in winning;
It’s the smile losers wear
And the tear winner shed.

All over again, beholder believe,
Unseen fate to blame for failures
And unknown luck for painful victory
Yet, stories of scar remain invisible.

It was mine battle, I was the knight,
I owns the sword, I am behind my scar
And thee cheered over my falls,
Where i believe, in my every rise.

The hope of surrendering me,
Should never be your destination.
The road to my home can never,
Lead to yours. The road diverges.


© LeeBang97

(picture - internet)
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