My body roll on a reel
when you put my request
To a raucous rebuff
me, who was reprobated
In your passionate devotion
feels now a lunacy
because the redolent things
around appear lurid
every one thinks me
a futile rover
some say a comely
turning a costermonger
of beautiful ravines
and the blue mountains
but some trying
to resuscitate me
from the murky
crevasse in my heart.
but the reason
of all this
your subtle personality
a cynosure for everyone
i thought you a curio
but i was in vague
i needed a fluoresce
to see u in darkness
you have torn my heart
and compelled me
to live in eerie
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