Broken pieces
We are all writers of our story
Some with pain and some with glory
Some write past, their sad history
While some use their pens to gain their victory
You and I are the same
When it comes to being in human race
And we both play the game
The difference is what we have to face
They don't know who I was before
That don't know how I swam across the shore
I will wait till the pain eases
As I put back all my broken pieces
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