You entice me constantly, you never get tired.
You distract me from reality then you rip me away from my Beloved.
You make sure there's a wall between Him and I, you guard that wall with your life.
You take away the little wealth I gathered, now I'm broke. I have nothing to show for myself.
You make sure I feel disgusted at myself, even if I've felt false pleasure for a second.
The path was clear and you made it treacherous and murky...I've fallen off many times.
But kaam, this is your job; you were assigned these duties and you're doing a pretty damn good job of it may I say so!
Monday, May 31, 2010
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