Set of arrows at me all throw,
None takes me in a blow,
Still I remain
Waiting for more bane,
Hoping one day I'd learn;
Courage I'd earn.
Harder than it is,
And though I'm a Miss,
My heart knows no surrender,
My mind thinks it's to you I'd render
All the love I have,
All it I give.
But no, though this is what my soul goes through,
Still I believe that there's and must be end in this me and you.
Tired one day I'd be
- this I greatly wish to be free.
Someday I'd be, I'd do,
Just help me to!
None takes me in a blow,
Still I remain
Waiting for more bane,
Hoping one day I'd learn;
Courage I'd earn.
Harder than it is,
And though I'm a Miss,
My heart knows no surrender,
My mind thinks it's to you I'd render
All the love I have,
All it I give.
But no, though this is what my soul goes through,
Still I believe that there's and must be end in this me and you.
Tired one day I'd be
- this I greatly wish to be free.
Someday I'd be, I'd do,
Just help me to!
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