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Oct 2014
Maybe you don't have the eyes that see;
how your love have caused me to become blind,
turning me to be unbridled by others' thoughts.

Maybe you don't have the ears that listen;
how your love have turned me to become deaf,
unconstrained me to be suppressed by these feelings.

Maybe you don't have the mouth that speaks;
how your love have caused insanity to consume me,
and how the love of yours turned out to be
so cruel yet so mean to
eat me alive obnoxiously.

but however sayang, (read: love)
you have that one precious thing in you;
the only thing that is worth my fight for,
**the heart that loves.
the room - 9:19pm
rafsan
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