A question of love
why does your every move shift my world into overdrive?spinning so fast I am unable to dycfer reality from nightmares
has your worth surpassed my own, a stage of low esteem
has the twinkle in your eye blinded me, or was that "love" that has carried me to this desolate avenue like 2nd/Malcom X
I cannot see the prestine future
and I only hear the siren of your heart crying out to me like doves perched on the ledge of nowhere...
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