The Basket

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Feeling the pain of all the joy, Of all the deeds I've done - Does mean that you've shattered the words in me. Placing me as a mere favor of deaths, You, with the new ego, handle the peeps of my belief. Dragged into the realm of a shallow life, You marked me the infected one. Was it necessary, Like a finch in the cage of profanity, away from the joy of this world? Like a child abandoned with the basket of shame?

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