Yes, I need one like this.
Who will never let me break
Don't let life bother me.
Leave everyone with me.
Don't let him loose his hand.
Yes, I need one like this.
Don't be afraid of what I say.
Don't give up on whoever tells me.
You will get thousands of pains now.
Never bring tears to your eyes.
Yes, I need one like this.
Who would hold hands even when I lost.
Recognize the pain of my heart without saying.
I will be anonymous in this world.
But he lovingly takes my name.
Yes, I need one like this.
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Priyabrataa Ganguly
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I’ve had so many names in this life I lose track of which ones were ever really mine and which ones I wore because someone needed me to. Some were handed to me before I had words to refuse them, before I knew what they meant, before I knew I could say no. Most weren’t meant to hurt. That doesn’t mean they didn’t leave marks. Marks that told me who I belong to, who I am by way of who claims me, recognizes me in the good and bad, who walks beside me.
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