Confused at times,
At times aware,
Pondering upon a thought,
That shines like a glare,
Whiring and whistling,
To all the feats,
Magnificent and remarkable,
That's how my heart beats.
Glancing the looks,
And finding its pairs,
Skipping a beat and,
Falling down the lair,
In search of truth,
Of shameful retreats,
A melancholic silence and,
That's how my heart beats.
Despondent of love,
As low as the sky,
He overcame all but,
Quietly walked by,
Maliciously destroyed,
Vaguely in vain,
Undestined in sight,
Writhed in pain,
That's how my heart beats.
That's how my heart beats.
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