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When the world would be crumbling down,
My eyes will shut and those faces will disappear,
Your love would be the last hope of my soul.
In the darkest nights where stars don’t shine,
Backstabbing flaunts and enemies reign,
My spirit will search for your face, my Parents.
Those friends will fade away with sullen face,
And I’ll be dying to share my feelings with them,
I know I’ll have your back for me always.
In nightmares of scary dreams of morning,
Deafening cacophony or sullen noise,
My tearful smile will never fade with your presence.
I leave my body after dying, you’ll still love you,
I sometimes think, do I really deserve you?
Because you never leave my hand whenever I fall.
I am short of words to thank you for staying,
In all days of my life, I am teary eyed for my wrongs,
My parents, I’m so sorry for the bad I did,
Last hope of my life, I’m blessed to be born to you,
In the land of animosity I know I am protected,
Because my parents, I’ll run back to you to be safe.
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