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No push no shove,
Though complexion is coal
But her heart is gold
Not fine as the Dickens
But her beautiful soul
Deserves to pair
She aims to wear
His pretty crown
But his heart frowns
Waving back,
Thinking it’s love
She waves and smile…
He makes a slice
She thought otherwise;
But as an Angel
She ought to know
That his feelings for Cole
Is not dead as a dodo
Her heart he slits, hisses
And turns his face.
A pejorative colour cost a breathIf you dare, for the love, put on a beret!Whether new or old, bright or fadedThe gloom and doom looms…
I have tried to fix the broken allureAnd was the only one obeying the lawsI have had hopes in hopeless timesI guess this place is…
I know right now all you see, Is a boundless flowing seaWith an admirable color blue,Prestigious depth and volumePure allure, but on the contraryThe tenacity…
Just like light to a surfaceCasting shadows on all placesScars, wrinkles and the dentsOf loo all have common end…If reflections could only speakSo many secrets…
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