(When heart fickles)

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His hairs were a mess ,
Just making a guess
A peace and calm i feel in his charm ;
All the things that i admire ,
Is he the one god had hired ?
But somethings makes me feel dim;
What if i loose him ?
If having him was my only lust,
Then it is better to loose him first;
If you love someone ,
Love 'em deep down;
Cuz, no prince was born early with a crown .

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