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chikondi mandala Oct 2015
Her big round sparkly eyes,
always cover for all her lies.
Her beautiful white smile,
I think about every hour.

She cant see how much I love her,
the sacrifice and price an willing to pay for her.
It pains me  when she hurts me,
but I would rather have that than feel nothing at all.

I call her love,
she scorns at me,
she is sent from above,
by the havens to come rescue me.

my one and only;
my true love;
myself;
me.

— The End —