LENIENT

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LENIENT.

Submitted: April 27, 2008

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LENIENT

By Wikhaiinn

dieingofaheadache
Every sound that comes into play
Heals melancholy with no delay
It keeps me awake in the dead of night
Hugs me tight with the lesson of delight

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Careless I am,
Not thinking of any effect.
Clumsy I was.
Not aware to die,
Lenient is my heart
Filled by regret;
Child is my mind
Unknown of any surprise,
But the thrill is only me
Growing in your eyes

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Weak is what they call me,
Untrusted and undesired;
No home was set for me,
Unless the only place where my heart goes…
They give me a feeling of guilty thinking,
Afraid of learning ability
And freezing fire;
So I keep the pain
And carry my burden,
Lenient was I
For only yesterday
And never today
FUCK!I'MDIEING

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