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I am only a girl
And I have been through hell
He holds me so closely
Caressing me dearly…
His grip is firm and huge
In him I seek refuge
I am like the musical
Cruel case of Africa
Playing to master’s touch
Whose kneel I made my couch
Symmetry in Nature
Altered in the future
Fetching nothing but pain
“Ti’s for the best”; he claims.
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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