Forgive me my charm of walls,
It was not intentional,
Everything happened suddenly,
It was something unpious,
And complete unheavenly.
You were a part of beauty,
Who just diminishes house anxiety,
With your presence my house gleams,
And after your departure, completely my sin.
It was not intentional,
Believe me my heart throbbed lot than you,
My limbs ached towards summit,
Nothing can spare me from this sin,
As I have tested defeat instead of victory.
I know forgiveness will not be mine,
But always in my memory, lives a bliss of thine.
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