Gone are those…

Gone are those once upon a time in ages
Where and when we fall for adorable of beauties
Pleasant to the eyes, inwardly far from the rubies

Gone are those once upon a time in ages
Where and when we fall for strangers
Or curves packed in tandem, thick as the ticks

Whether they are juicy and orange sizes
Or as big as pawpaw fruits on its branches
Be as docile as a lamb for gone are those ages…

When being royal are craved for beauties
All there is in a gold plated metal is an inner rusts
Fairytale are stories that mesmerises but the lass.

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