Committing the sin
Get no mental pleasure;
Days pass by pain
Outcome of that
At last begging excuse;
Sing song of gain
After some time
Forgetting in the blunder-
Commit sin again
Who insists the men?
To go on the wrong way;
Is it snake then?
What a curse
He who lives within me;
How horrible pain!
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