Love Strike

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The End

A world of your own you created,designed by the architect of love, he whom my soul, body and mind knewth,sweeter than honey was the taste of your love.

My woolen heart transformed, the strength of a dried wax you possessed ,I could feel the edges of your heart call out to me, my flesh awaken and my veins pumped.

Like the sweet burn from a match stick, I covered the pain you caused with love and the anger that aroused with your angelic touch ,in silence I laid feeling the cold breeze within me.

Loneliness served on a semi circular plate so close yet a distance I felt ,you turned the curtains and yearned for a sight from me ,embracing the fate that lies ahead.

Written and Composed By Boffins

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