Undirected Strike / Original: Sunday, August 30, 2009 at 8:50pm
Without an intention to harm it happens
A sensitive heart is being sliced
Without any meaning or plan
An important kith is now damaged
Suddenly there're no words to come out
Nothing to raise her soul upstairs
While the injure is deep inside the mind
Probably it's insolvable, and letdown around
No idea how to show I wasn't mean
Friends don't need a sword or peens
They don't hurt each other, not for real
For sure it's not wise, but it's a feel
How to explain I don't own a weapon?
Make her relinquish my foolish act
And maybe, maybe I just have to wait
And hope she'll forgive, and it's not too late
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