My palms leak tension
The beats of my heart quicken
Your visage of pure demise
Lay a touch upon my soul
So fragile, there lay a crack
True love, there was a lack
My heart is a mere collection of your injustice
Your happiness is all it takes to enrich
May my words compile in your brain, like a book
All it took was your smile, my heart..youre the crook
Stolen, I was blind..too late to snatch it back
Fulfill me with your art, your flowy words
Little time it took, my heart a fool you had to impress
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