I've lost half of my mind, half of my body.
I gained a whole new perspective.
One little breeze of love would turn me upside down,
A storm of hate will keep me brazen, audacious and hardy.
Prayers (To Almighty) and Hope, for and in someone's good heart,
Wipes my tears. No sign of drought though.
My halved heart, malfunctions, but would always love all...
Waiting to be whole again.
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