I played the trick
A stranger I click
In my tale
Punching her trail
Allowing her to deposit
Without being commit
With the affection
Holding on my emotion
Not knowing the power of love
I put her above
Letting my eyes fade
Loosing all shed
Hiding what being untold
Far behind it's fold
In the language of Attachment
Playing with my sentiment
Making my heart become tame
Being expose the flame
Holding on my burning desire
Just willing to admire
But she was fusion of intuition
Formed & deformed in illusion
Being relentless
Existing in non-existence.
A stranger I click
In my tale
Punching her trail
Allowing her to deposit
Without being commit
With the affection
Holding on my emotion
Not knowing the power of love
I put her above
Letting my eyes fade
Loosing all shed
Hiding what being untold
Far behind it's fold
In the language of Attachment
Playing with my sentiment
Making my heart become tame
Being expose the flame
Holding on my burning desire
Just willing to admire
But she was fusion of intuition
Formed & deformed in illusion
Being relentless
Existing in non-existence.
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