Infatuation filing
Like a growth upon the eyelids
No blinder is a man without a mask
And not to sound too charming
But your heartbeat is alarming
Is your inner-karma starving, might i ask?
Attraction is distraction
Of the spirits every faction
No weaker is a speaker without words
And not to sound too carless
But your love, it looks so airless
Are these foul-infusions meant for me to hear?
Dreams are dark disasters
Hanging high above lifes' rafters
No smarter is a heart without a head
And not to break the silence
Please don't stud your wings with diamonds
Would the beauty of your flight revive you, dead?
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