Promise me you’ll never give in
Even for the last drop
You teared in pain
The skies may seem
A leaning tower
Not warning its demolition
A sure desolation
Of hopes and dreams
Promise me the courage I once saw
Even for the last breath
Would fight its cause
The grounds may seem
A barren’s prison
Unwanted and dispensable
A poor old man’s table
Of hopes deferred
I see hope in your defeat
I see victory in your surrender
I see life in your death
Promise me you’ll breathe again
You’ll breathe again!
Hope until the end comes!
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