May be you dont like me the way I am
Trust me I ain't here to create any kind of scam
Pure my intentions were despite not recorded in cam
Expression all I received still not able to believe were spam
May you raise your fingers at me but I ain't the vam
I would have easily laid down myself for you to slam
Expected never I be like that of two stones pressing the yam
Believing that doing goods will result only good is sham
May I never in this life be able to be the delicious ham
Deeply buried every object doesn't convert to the seam
Halted even the flow of the river leading to form a lake is the work of a dam
Determined by now to help myself not to get drown by learning to swam
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Author:
drniran (
Offline) - Published: November 9th, 2025 07:38
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Comments1
A most interesting write that works its way unconventionally out of a jam. Fun read
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