In spite of your doings
Of avoiding and neglecting me
Not once but most times!
You expect reward from me
I feel your shamelessness
Your treachery and misdeeds
I still don’t reciprocate
I am made for good deeds!
Your chose to tell lies
About what all you did for me
I ignored your utterances
You, not so important for me!
I pardon your stupidity
I grant you your trait
I will not choose my path
It’s as simple and straight!
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