New start.

For my sister I make a new start.
Coffered in scars, she cried too much.
But her heart is hard.
She won’t break.
I will fight for her.
Even if it means I lose everything I made.
I wish that I was strong enough to lift not one, but both of us.
Someday, I will be strong enough to lift not one.
But both of us.

For my friend,
Who lost too many friends in his life.
The one who promised me that he will never grab the knife.
My friend who has hard times.
Still he can write so beautifully on those lines.
Sometimes he thinks he is on the edge.
But he won’t jump of regret.
Of course I can’t write for him.
I just try to stop the tears and pain.
Make him believe that there is also beauty in life.
I just want to make him honestly smile again.
I wish I was strong enough to lift not one, but both of us.
Someday, I will be strong enough, to lift not one.
But both of us.

For me.
I will make a new start.
Because I want to be strong enough to lift not one, but both of us.
And someday, I will be strong enough to lift not one.
But both of us.

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