Why would someone do a thing on purpose,
To then declare the act as a mistake?
And then expect to be forgiven,
Accompanied with empathy, comprehension...
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Ridding a stench away,
Others may lay...
Is likened to the eliminating the smell,
Of an accidental step in cow manure...
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What point would I'd be making,
If my potential was exposed...
With a producing of abilities.
To who's benefit will this assist?
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There is nothing like being shown,
Something wished that could be felt...
From another with an equally shared desire.
But it isn't.
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A wasted investment,
Should not take days, months or decades...
To detect an ineffectiveness.
Yet there are those who maintain their high hopes,
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To prove you have been 'there',
And by others taken for granted...
While they have laid bathing in claims,
That what you have done...
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When one has asked for the truth,
And gets it heard to be delivered straight...
Why is it then they begin,
To accuse the one unafraid to speak it...
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No one wants to believe,
They have been made a fool...
By lies told they have accepted.
And deceived by those who are evil too!
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I've stepped out with a greeting of my fate.
I've stepped out with a greeting of my fate.
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