You have wrongly taken my funds
In life you will face only sharp bends
Due to this loss, I am shattered
My concentration is scattered
My heart is very sadly bearing
A place in Hell you are earning
You will be by sorrow attacked
Your joy will be by fate hacked
You will suffer sheer sleeplessness
Your mind will acquire helplessness
Placing you in a drum with oil
God will start to terribly boil
As you have caused me tears
Your eyes, Angels will pierce
All your hopes, God will dash
As you have embezzled my cash
To be tortured, you will be led
God will **** your blood
You will be alive cruelly buried
As you made me feel worried
Never think you can escape
Your stealing is in God's tape.
mvvenkataraman
Jul 3, 2013
Jul 3, 2013 at 12:06 PM UTC
You have wrongly taken my funds
In life you will face only sharp bends
Due to this loss, I am shattered
My concentration is scattered
My heart is very sadly bearing
A place in Hell you are earning
You will be by sorrow attacked
Your joy will be by fate hacked
You will suffer sheer sleeplessness
Your mind will acquire helplessness
Placing you in a drum with oil
God will start to terribly boil
As you have caused me tears
Your eyes, Angels will pierce
All your hopes, God will dash
As you have embezzled my cash
To be tortured, you will be led
God will **** your blood
You will be alive cruelly buried
As you made me feel worried
Never think you can escape
Your stealing is in God's tape.
mvvenkataraman
As a cashier if I lose money, That gives me the worst agony, As my confidence is murdered, Fearing is by me considered, Those who take my money wrongly, Must be punished strongly.
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