When winds facing ferociously;
Storms coming-very eventually,
Thorns spread like roses on the way
When its hell each night and day,
You think i will quit,
No, never u should forget it.
When no one beside me,
I will never ask for thee
If you really feel, i am right,
You may stand beside me, holding my hand tight,
If not, you think i will quit,
No, never you should regret it.
When i couldn't control my eyes
When i feel no one is wise,
Tears rolling down my eyes,
You may not be there to wipe my cries.
If you still think, i will quit,
No, never you will never get it.
Though comes many struggles,
I will always try to make the pleasure double,
I will still not quit,
No, never, you should understand it.
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