You weigh me down to rise above,
Yet in that fall, it’s you who drops.
The mirror cracks where pride once stood—
Value lost in misunderstood.
मूल्य मेरा लगा कर
आप अपना मूल्य गिरा रहे हो।
You weigh me down to rise above,
Yet in that fall, it’s you who drops.
The mirror cracks where pride once stood—
Value lost in misunderstood.
मूल्य मेरा लगा कर
आप अपना मूल्य गिरा रहे हो।
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