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And I realised, that as my lawyer sat there, objecting only two or three times, that she was pissed at his cowardice   And pretended not to look at the cross of a platform which I mounted, the citadel of my romantic crucifixion,   I...

If truely, she must be yours eternal, look into her eyes deep, and prophecy with the fire in you of hopes clean and strength pure and with the zeal of cardiac bravery, a magnetism shall ensure, it's still her choice to decide   If truely,...

Surely when this touch comes into your life, you shall look into her eyes with understanding, and your soul shall lie in wait, for her kiss to ressurect your happiness   and if you should fall, shall happily drown with memories of...

To what wonder, must my heart confess, except yours? favour descends like the fall of snow, heartbeat after heartbeat and my eyes listen to its song with a nearby understanding   Your eyes look upon me with comprehension and a passion...

If I must trust in my own heart, that wavers and twitches with a quaint eminence now, dearly, a reach for your hands, I must say, I am happily conquered by your luminance   If I must walk in these steps of joy and dance to this fairy...

When I move to the jazz of your eyes, the sun smiles and I wear the cloak of sunshine, thanks to you   Ever since you came, my being arises and I am walking fire, but when I see you, I exhale ice, and if amore had a temperature, I would...

he wore the jacket of the shadows, creeping like shyness and with the eyes of a shadow, the darkness apparently had betrayed the police, because they didn't know what slithered in the unsuspecting roads, lonely, staring at the stars   But...

There were strings to my actions and who was holding them? who else but imagination   Cartoons swimming in my head, knee deep, flooded with fantasy, enough to make me artificial   And my joints were riveted by purposeful immitation, so...

This is the music that reveals the novel of fakeness, I used to wish to be real but I couldn't   Putting on masks, till I walked on hinges, as the authority of joints, but as time went on they rusted, my act was busted by  the mirror of...

If my heart must remain untamed, and its roar of benevolence, king of my life, then our hands cannot part ways   If I must be happily blinded by visions of you, I must look into your eyes and see the glamour of my heart and the...

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