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Sunday 18 December 2011

I could see the glaze in her eyes
She could easily understand the vice

How come you have this
Was her expression without amiss

I sat looking at myself in pain
She did not come in vain

Her fatal look took me by surprise
I was there for the rise

Of emotions welling up inside
Heating up by the side

She touched me to know
I could only worship her now

Touch me again, said my heart
Heal me by your part.

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