Rejection
Days ago I had a dream,
It made me an extreme,
It suited for my theme,
So I made it as my beam.
One day I saw a beauty,
She broke my beam cruelty,
I wanted to call her "My cutie",
So I made her as my duty.
I proposed her by craving,
But she leave me hanging,
Again I went to her with something,
But finally I became nothing.
I tried to blow her totally,
But I failed frequently,
I tried to build my beam newly,
But I failed repeatedly.
In this beatiful morning,
Ceaselessly Im mourning,
Go and command my darling,
To kill me without hurting.
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