Oh! Allah
Don't hold us on the suralt
For I have nothing to say to them
These cowardly women eating my flesh
and stabing me in the back
Why is it me they want to attack
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I cut them slack
For I say nothing of how they hurt me so
They don't know I heard of the things they said
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This is sonething I most dread
My feelings, for they are not as before
Loving them for the sake of Allah is becoming a chore
and is not sweet like a date
They are becoming of some people I hate
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It's like pouring juice of a lemon in the
gaiping hole in my heart
It' tearing me apart
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Oh!! Allah
Don't hold us on the suralt