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It Is Not Nice....

I was cursing and yelling At the crowds on the streets Crowds really made me crazy But she told me " It's not nice " I went to adult movies And slept with prostitutes I was a pimp in my secret life She just said " It's not nice " I smoked and drunk alcahol Drugs flew through my veins I never slept without the influence of pills She adviced me " It's not nice " Whenever I did naughty things Whenever I cheated innocent people And whenever I forgot my responsibilities She reminded me , " It's not nice " She followed me and gave inspiration I couldn't enjoy anything else She became the only one who can intoxicate me I told this to her face and she said " It's not nice " I changed all my attitudes I stopped all my evil activities I asked her to share her life with me She slammed her door and murmered " It's not nice " I waited outside with desperation I knew I can't be a bad person again Just to avoid me she went out through the other door She might've thinking " It is not nice " She went towards my close friend She hold his hands, hugged and kissed him madly She begged him " Can you accept me ? ' With much wonder I cried " It's not nice "

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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