I can't catch the stars with my name I can't split the sky with the fame I just want to stand at the peak Not to be look handsome with an ugly face and meek.
I care not people's word;
Their voice no pound it adds.
Deep in the valley of lust
The lotus blossomed and withered.
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And I was trapped not in the myriad of dreams, as I watch her sleep.
At daze; I looked at her heavenly beauty.
Mesmerized as I stared at her cherry lips.
Nine heavens will crumble and the realms of hell destroyed as drop of tears is sighted on her eyes.
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