Heart

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Never knew what it wanted
Wandered alone, always confounded

It said dreams existed to be seen
For what is light ...without its sheen

Desired to be exchanged or given
Dealer of feelings,blessed or forbidden

Was calm all this time
Waiting for it's prime

Eager was it to be complete
For company makes the journey sweet

At the sight of you,lost control
Bewitched was it as a whole

Then it flew
to nobody but you

Binding me in knots
of your thoughts...

ayesha~

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