Curse

From the beginning itself
his life was a curse,
He lost everything he used to touch,
He wanted to share his story
but couldn't verse,
Some wounds he had
he never nursed.

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His Torments

He heard her story, he felt her pain
He noticed her tears despite the rain
But her tears were fake to trap him
Love was nothing for her but a game.

He felt betrayed and wanted to cry
He was fragile but his eyes were dry.
So he wanted to be a heartless again
By keeping his torments aside.

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Unrequited love

A bit from me, and a little from her
Can it be together or just be one?
No it can't be, perhaps it can,
I know it's a dilemma but isn't it fun?
Maybe it's not for her, but me,
I have been in that situation
when I was thirteen,
She'll never understand that how it feels.
Unrequited love is what it kills.

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She thought she was the main character
But she was only  a side chick.
I didn't tell her anything about that,
But the audience did!

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She thought she was the main character
But she was only  a side chick.
I didn't tell her anything,
But the audience did!

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Propose her. The worst she can say is no.

She: I had sex with my ex.

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In front of her I might be a kid
but in front of everyone else,
I am a fucking beast.

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Russian Pussy
Fresh and Juicy!

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A sophomore.

He is entangled with his life,
Like a sophomore with distractions,
Wilted, twisted nurtured at the same time,
But tormented in fractions.
What could he possibly dream about?
A broken satisfaction?
He is a man, he has to toil,
There is no second chance, no redemption!

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A sophomore

That gent is entangl'd with his life,
Liketh a sophomore with distractions,
Wilted, twist'd nurtur'd at the same timeth,
But t'rment'd in fractions.
What couldst that gent possibly dreameth about?
A broken satisfaction?
He is a man, he hast to toil,
There is nay second chance, nay redemption!

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