me and my sin
as much as the froth over the sea
countless, spread, and exist
what an empty soul
not sure exactly what is good anymore
it's a mixture of hurting, blaming and much more
forget where to put things you can't control
the froth covers the clear pure water
as if making good scenery underneath unseen
while begging to the Almighty to wipe my froth
Allah is All Merciful, all I know
nonetheless, I realize the froth pretty much adds lesson to me
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