Mistakes
What a cruel crime have I committed, A kind heart I have submitted, My comfort have I rejected, My foolishness I've made to be reflected. What a strength have I donated, An innocent soul I have melted, My ease have I hated, The kind one I have prosecuted. In the wrong ways I proceeded, The wrong image i have abducted, Oh, I have the negative aided, And the positive remains infected. Why are my policies limited? My routine I have adjusted, Someone tell me, am I still sophisticated? Well, even my stupidity was appreciated. Affected, Dejected, Deserted, After I stand to be corrected? Mistakes are not to be neglected, A Friend once said when implicated, I refuse to be condemned, Well our characters are not connected.
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