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Pity
His ocean eyes lured me in,
My cold eyes didn't resist this sin,
My chaos intertwined with his calm,
Like lines do on a palm.
The stars tonight seem to sparkle more,
Suggesting a union on the garden floor,
"No, no!" is all I scream,
As I am woken up from this beautiful dream.
© Oindrilla
My cold eyes didn't resist this sin,
My chaos intertwined with his calm,
Like lines do on a palm.
The stars tonight seem to sparkle more,
Suggesting a union on the garden floor,
"No, no!" is all I scream,
As I am woken up from this beautiful dream.
© Oindrilla
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