Duped
Really its painful,
To let it go, go and cry,
Its uncertain that there’ll be another chance,
To make it wide,
No it ain’t right to cry foul,
I cry for when I fail,
To sigh on the faults I have,
Trailing behind the crowd,
I see the sight…..
And still they blame me,
Even if I wasn’t there…..
To whine and go? Nope I will mess
Shutting the windows closed,I see,
I know,
I have to offer a kaftan,
And later be given alms.
The good service we share,
It’s nigh to reign……
I cry a little and I let it go,
Seemingly out of track,
Say it over again,
I’ve been thrown to the scavangers,
And now I see it in your mind,
Give me your time,
Then we’ll wiggle,
Shawty I’ll get you along my freaks,
I shall set you free,
Don’t gramble for nothing,
But I see it gone.
You see,I have been dumped,
The pain is in me.
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