Childish On My Part
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Childish on my part
I am helpless
And descends more gloom on face
I become restless
And unnecessarily chase
It is calm night
And I still fight
With by gone
I feel still alone
No, it was days back
That I am in dock
Feel desertion
And an end of relation
It is fate
But has come very late
I am caught behind
As it is of cruel kind
It may be childish on my part
But had it been good start?
I could have settled in life's journey
And remained quiet and smiley
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