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Smell Of Love

‘I love you, ' the whisper hit on my ears
Roused the shrink heart to pulsate to a rest
For remembered I; having spilt the very
But was a true born October sun
With her ears ruling the east and west
A crocodile smile she pasted with zest
Certifying phony love on my heart to spy
Drawing the attack, defying the former

Started to wilt-the sprout

As by rich clouds of the needed was denied
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