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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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