'Stop, are you sure?', You asked
I looked up, before crossing that line,
'Your life is about to get the hardest yet,
But you will have your best times '
A cruel smile creeped into my lips,
'I said I'll even walk through fire,
If it means reaching you, Milord'
I crossed that line, smiling rebelliously.
'Do you choose this?' You asked.
'A thousand times over', I answered.
And that answer shaped every Janma
Of mine over and over, like a spiral unending.
And my answer still remains the same.
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