. Growing with every fall .

        
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Its been high time now

For far too long I continued to bow

All my fears and fright

Kept me scared and I just couldn't fight

Slowly and slowly I kept failing

All my impuissances held me nailing

For everything that happened, I barred myself from acing

My awes, I could never help facing

I continued running away

In hopes that all bad times would fly

But in quandary I was arrest

Got defeated in almost every test

but with collapse of every night, a strong faith is born

I'll be a better person no matter how hard am torn.


(Trying continuously)
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