Attempt To Feel Contempt…

There is too much life in me to kill….
and there is too much love in me
to hate you for that attempt…
there is too much dead pain
that is beyond feeling contempt…
I feel nothing now….I face you…
as my last payment of debt…
soon now I will sign out for good…
for you hold nothing to tempt…
and there is too much love in me
to hate you for that attempt…
(imagine entering the torture-house of a classroom for last few times. That should justify these lines.)
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