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PAINS OF DEJECTION

Updated on April 13, 2017

PAINS OF DEJECTION

Where do I work to and with whom?
Where do I work to and with whom?
A deject kid on the street
A deject kid on the street
Where do I work to and with whom? No one wants me.
Where do I work to and with whom? No one wants me.

PAINS OF DEJECTION

Dejection the subordinate of rejection
Pierce through my heart
Like a needle of instinct
Pains of being stabled
By the ones you love

Bitterness like a wilderness
My receipt for being good was deceit
The sit I sat on was that of defeat
I pleaded for mercy
For what I have done to deserve such

In a jiffy
I was confused about what to do
Was in a camp of friends
Slept in the arms of enemy
Cos those I love rejected me

When ejection became a section
In what ever I mentioned
I had no option than to accept their action
See what happened when one is dejected
Oh I urge you to be with heart of no tension.

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