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Just a slight glance makes my body ailing,
As my stomach twists and turns before you.
My cheeks flare with great emotion showing,
As my fists clench and muscles tense too.

Even just shadows make me feel this way,
It makes it just so hard to start to talk.
Enduring this makes it hard every day,
So whenever I see you I just walk.

Is this passion sweet love or pure hatred?
It seems to be the same reverse feeling.
All it does is make me feel so stupid,
As I wish the mystery was clearing.

Maybe they are just the same horrid lie.
I’ll just have to sit and wonder oh why.

The rain drops keep falling down upon my face,
They seem to wash away my tears of pain.
Those rain drops seem to follow me to every place,
They are ever so soothing for little drops of rain.

I know that I should move on,
But they help me to survive.
I know that one day they’ll be gone,
But until then I’ll stay alive.

Those rain drops keep falling down upon my face,
They seem to wash away my tears of pain.
Those rain drops seem to help me finish the race,
They are supportive for coping with the strain.

Building my life around them may sound bizarre,
But they are the only thing that cannot hurt me.
They will still be with me no matter how far,
I could traverse mountains just to check and see.

Yet I still fear that they will one day leave,
I just really don’t want to be alone again.
There are no possible reasons that I can perceive,
But if the day comes I will enjoy it till then.

Flourishing flowers feel frightfully familiar,
As autumn angels ascend again.
Lowly loves locate lustful looks -
Such simple samplings satisfy senses.

Trembling truths terrorize tough titans.
Crisp cackling cuts coarsely ‘cross.
Dominant demonic droning douses duets.
Prominent percussive passions perish painfully.

Barrens blunder blindly behind backs.
Mellow magic’s might make madness.
Novel neighbours nagging negate nothing.
Velvety visions verify virtuous verdicts.

Fluttering trolls allow cold-loving dreadful seasons performances.
Brave men neglect victory. Bold men negotiate villainously.

Pure panic floods my brain till it fractures
As I stand stunned at the situation.
Deadly dread fills my heart till it ruptures
And horror hacks at my every action.

Time ticks ever so slowly when not led
As I wearily watch the sequence run.
Reality rearing its ugly head
And calamity captures everyone.

Barely breathing; my fate will not be fought
As I meekly move towards destiny.
Alas my life so far is oh so short,
But I must confess my sins finally.

“Sorry Miss but my homework is not here”
Now it is for my life that I must fear.