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by Eminent Bard   Oct 5, 2011


Forgive me now, i've been a fool
As wasted a man can be
Driven out from joy's lair
In a solitary prison i'm forced to stay
Haunted by the wraith of remorse and anguish.
I've been thinking how things must've been
I should've not cross beyond obvious limits
Insisting uncertain sentiment of mine for you
I'm too naive, negligence covered me
As passion was engulfing myself from within.
Like a child who lost his precious toy
I'm now crying over spilled milk
Good for the child, his daddy could buy him new
But woe for me, i couldn't find one like you.

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