twinkle in my heart.
Muffled noises
encapsulate my thoughts.
A subtle move
stands out in the crowd.
I pray for oblivion,
long for awareness.
Avoid all conclusions,
looking for signals.
Repress any hope,
but enjoy every dream.
So hard to pretend,
yet so easy to deceive.
Easy to run away,
but hard to let go.
Demanding to hide,
unconscioulsy divulge around.
What a fool my heart
who insists upon false hope.
Though my world I would sacrifice
for just one mischief with you.
Whether you want it or not,
my heart is yours.
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