Would you care
would you share
all my truths
and all my dares
I know I ask for pretty much
for life aint fair!!
My truth was made a lie
my prudence was
made to die
will you help me hold head high,
for.... life won't spare
All my dreams
would cry and scream
All my thoughts
feel ever forver demean
Will you help them fly so high
for.... life wont debonair
All the willows that
weep in the misty dark
The worn souls wait for the
Noah's ark
Will you sail me through this strife,
for life won't swear
~Sandhya Prasad
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