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Jar Of Misfortune.


Females these days hope for the best,
But really get the worst.
Hope for the perfect happy ever after
But get the tragic ending.
Hope for the biggest karat,
But get bare stones.

The best you need is right within your arm stretch,
But in a decisive form that you overlook,
And placed him a million miles apart,
Cause he didn’t measure up to the standards you want,
And don’t want society seeing you as a "quir". 
So you sprint past him, faster than the Bolt of Usain.

I say pride, you say grown lady,
So we race back to default.
Hoping for further expectations.
My gain, your loss,
As I’ve learnt how best could come,
So hope for your attitude not!

I want you but don’t need you,
See it’s more like my plan against the Creator’s plan.
Mortal versus Immortal,
We all know how this one goes.
And knowing me, I defy negative odds towards me.

A curse for me but one I’d take for her.
After all, it was a plan we’d become one.

They say a man is allowed three undying loves in his life.
His grandmother, His mother and
The one he’s once loved or love.

But if you hurt the right person,
You'd be wrong all your life.

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