A heartbeat, an impulse,an eyewash and mush
To you my heart,I dedicate this adrenaline rush
Swift in the fall, and quick in rise
Thus has become your story of life
Never to find the one true love, such was the destiny of this forlorn swain
Yet to flip on every sight , has been the flighty heart's might
Falling in Love, and rising by Dawn
Tis a game for me as this heart's pawn
Tuesday, 11 September 2007
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