Nobody has an inch of idea
Of the amount of pain she carries
Beneath her cheerful smile
And the jolly laughs
The way she spreads the love
Like molten magma
That fills up the earth
Replacing the voids in us
Dear darling be strong
Cause you're what I get strength from
Smile and walk ahead
Be a surviver in this brutal world
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PS: Wrote this last Dec, for my friend Shruti, who wanted to talk to her Dad. She had lost him a few months back then.
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