Rebirth of the wild

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Rebirth of the wild

Who would thought someone could be so nuisance?
Who could irritate you in a matter of seconds
Could turn your worst state
A  feeble creature I once hate

I could feel my reverie cut off
My hands are shaking of so rough
A frustated being hopelessly crying
I dont wanna see my weak and irrational wailing

Lots of negative comments rumbles in my pretty mind
Wouldn't mind to be minded thus kind
Move on. Move on. It says
Hoping it'd be back again coming to sun rays

A sigh of relief only matters
For this thought be ensemble
For this state be uncrumble
For the whole sanity



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