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Eternal Torment


its just a mile

with me no smile

my face is dull

my mind is blockhead

 

it hits me hard

i get the meaning of guilt 

i feel so filthy

though i take my blameto nobody

 

am sorry to myself

sorry to the world

am sorry for my already gone angel

i still can hear ur cries darling

 

it haunts my heart

and crushes my soul hard

it kills my passion of living

but see, unfortunately i had to

 

i was ashamed of my big tummy

they all knew i did it

just coz of my fires of passion

down the sheets of pleasure

lost in my innocence

my confidence was lost

 

angel,

i never saw you 

but i felt you

the sweetest moments 

created the worst decision

 

my angel

your dad neglected you

and run away from me

i had nowhere to take the shame

rather than cutting short ur existence

am sorry dear

the fate never allowed you to see the world

@joy coppyz

#say no to arbotion

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