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Fond of you,
From the past,
He threads,
Into my life.
'Tis human nature!
Gals' eyes descend,
A sightly spectacle,
Soothes sore eyes.
Coming from where?
Argh I hate unknowns,
Give a clue!
Sharing common activity,
Us engaging,
In intense colloquy,
This harboured pearl,
Never shown,
To you my dear.
Walls up!
Your barricaded heart,
Beating with hurt and pain,
My friend,
1 4 3!
So coarse,
It's bare.