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Jul 2020
Lying in the pool of sins
By Doing something wrong my day begins
Can't even look at my own reflection
How do I show myself any affection?

Is there someone who can save me?
I beg you please hear my plea
Worst part is I know it's wrong
Still I continue to do it all day long

Filled with shame and sorry
With acts of evil I have filled my quarry
Going deeper and deeper into the pit
Don't know when I'll stop and quit

At the end of the day I sit on my bed sad
Promise myself from tomorrow I'll be a good lad
I know I would still repeat all the same
I do it again tomorrow without any shame

Am I so bad? To myself I ask
You would hate me if my good face I unmask

I am becoming an old man filled with sorrow
Some of your good deeds can I borrow?
Please save me I hate dancing with him
Vessel of my bad deeds filled up till brim

I have no power, I have no will
For everyday I dance with the devil
Mohammad Nabeel
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Mohammad Nabeel  24/M/India
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