Wardah Arshad Biography

Never knew what I was getting into,
Seemed like such a harmless act,
Now I've fallen in too deep,
Unable to climb back.
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The night's young,
Beautiful and dear.
The wind comes
Blowing my hair.
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Dark skies collect this mournful day
Pitiful glances look her way
Silent questions only she manages to hear
Though so strong, it's all too much to bear.
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It's all so quiet
but suddenly so loud
she sits silently
then fidgets then crouch
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I remember how you use to tell me,
With pride in your eyes,
The day I was born
The happiness you couldn't hide
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