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Sep 2012
Sitting dwarfed in your divinity,
I can't help but feel somehow distressed.
If I shan't love you for infinity,
Then what use is my love if not for best?
Your ballad is too sweet for just my ears,
Yet to share this pleasure I'm too selfish.
My vanity is gone as with my fears,
But with this simple loss I feel selfless.
Evil is coaxing, O' how I shan't sin,
For if I sin my innocence is gone.
Held in your arms I feel your my own kin,
And if I ignore this I do you wrong.
This shameless bond we have we can't ignore,
For already my soul is linked to yours.
Ishara Fernando
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Ishara Fernando
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