12 july 2012
I stand tall
I stand tall, dependent and free
Like a bird unattached for fear of pains;
The pains of a broken heart or a bleeding soul
My loneliness gives me strength
And I am proud of my virginity;
It keeps me powerful and unconquered
For falling in love betrays you.
And devotion enslaves you.
For the enslavers devour your soul,
And leave you a hopeless loser.
But I am not hopeless;
For I have an aim
For which I fight and never give in;
To draw a smile on the faces of
Those who need a tender touch,
An open ear and generous hands.
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